As the adventurers chanted a solemn incantation, a surge of energy emanated from the symbol. The room seemed to blur, and the adventurers found themselves at the threshold of the XXXX zone, the Devil's Den.
The moment the adventurers completed the incantation, the transition into the XXXX zone was abrupt. The surroundings shifted from the familiar classroom to a landscape that resembled a world in the throes of an apocalypse. The air was heavy with the scent of burning debris, and the sky glowed with an eerie, ominous light.
Houses, or what remained of them, stood as skeletal structures with charred walls and absent roofs. Flames danced upon the remnants of once-vibrant homes, casting long shadows on the cracked and desolate ground. The distant sounds of creatures, a haunting symphony of cackles and growls, echoed through the twisted ruins.
