Deep within the canyons of the Rainforest, there lay a cave, whose walls were beplastered with some disgusting, viscous mucus.
Stepping on the ground beneath felt akin to treading on crusts of snot.
Shaman, his face expressionless, walked into the repulsive cavern.
In the gloom, various types of Aliens occasionally poked out their heads, but seemingly sensing the danger he emanated, they dared not attack rashly.
Instead, they gradually surrounded him, their peering becoming more frequent as little specks of red glowed in the darkness,
filled with an air of bloodthirst and brutality.
One could see the silhouettes of the Aliens in the shadows, ranging from two to three meters up to over ten meters in length.
The ghastly appearance of the Aliens, coupled with the Underworld atmosphere of the cave, made the scene particularly sinister.
"Shaman, you're late, how did it go? Did you handle it..."
