The Forest in Kishkindha had no real life counterpart. Dasha Pang was a living, breathing GPS yet still he was not able to identify where its Earth counterpart was. Kishkindha should have been in Karnataka, located north-east of Hampi. The forest did not seem to reflect that.
'If a forest of this scale was destroyed, then there should be archaeological evidence of its existence. Ancient plants and seeds, for example.'
Dasha considered those thoughts deeply as he entered a large glade. A rock presented itself at the centre, a perfect place to sit down and meditate...
"Hrn."
...if not for the Slime Jack in front of him. Petrified by the crackles of power from his gauntlets, the Slime Jack instinctively knew its place: it was prey and Dasha was the predator.
Luckily, he was in a forgiving mood.
"Out of the way."
