Bell Rand Forest did not welcome them, Bartlett could feel it.
Each flower here screamed shrilly at them, "Get lost, you executioners!"; each tree roared angrily, "Leave this place, intruders, or you'll be crushed!"
But even so, Bartlett and the others continued to march steadily into the dense woods.
Don't worry, I'll leave. But first, I need to take something from here. The Barbarian thought to himself.
The journey was not smooth at all. Giant mantises hiding in the shadows tried to use their razor-sharp front limbs to bisect Bartlett and his companions; sharp-toothed owlbears in their path wanted to tear them to pieces and devour them.
Of course, the forest's hospitable creatures also existed. Poison-scaled lizards swooped down from treetops, attempting to give them big hugs; deep-moss spiders prepared to invite them to dinner, but they hoped that the adventurers would make themselves more appetizing first...
