As the red portal shimmered to life, the sanctuary warriors stood in formation, ready for the hunt.
The air crackled with anticipation, and the tension was almost palpable. Then, one by one, the warriors stepped through the portal, emerging on the other side into the eerie marshlands.
The swamp was a dismal, soggy landscape where the air hung thick with moisture and a faint smell of decay. Muddy waters covered most of the ground, and gnarled trees with twisted roots rose from the muck, their branches draped in hanging moss. But the warriors of the sanctuary didn't hesitate, their eyes bright with excitement. Smiles spread across their faces as they spotted the first wave of monsters looming in the distance.
"Move forward! No stopping!" one of the warriors yelled, rallying his group. The warriors surged forward, their footsteps splashing through the shallow marsh water.
