Though Sebastian bore some resentment towards the chieftain of the serpentfolk, the allure of completing the hidden quest drew him to accompany the leader to the serpentfolk's Holy Land.
Together, they traversed the Void Image, finding themselves in the purported sacred ground.
The environment of the serpentfolk Holy Land eerily mirrored that of the Mist Cave.
A thick, encompassing fog severely limited Sebastian's vision to mere meters around him.
Behind this veil of mist, Sebastian could sense formidable, hostile presences.
The air was thick with escalating danger, and an innate sense within him warned that retreat was not an option.
For if he were to exit the Holy Land now, not only would he face immediate obliteration, but even the game's resurrection feature might prove ineffective.
"What's our next move? Are we to grope our way forward in this murk?" Sebastian queried, apprehension clear in his tone.
