Twenty minutes passed, and Dmitry and Mirian arrived in an area of the forest where enormous mountains competed for space with the vast forest. However, what caught the most attention was the enormous shell situated between a colorful mountain and three trees that were taller than the mountain itself.
"Are we still playing, or did we just take a trip to Peru?" Dmitry said.
"Where on earth are there trees this size?" Mirian asked.
"Are you really asking me that?" Dmitry replied.
"Oh right, you never leave home," Mirian said.
Dmitry approached the enormous black shell, shaped like a gear with a set of taller spikes around the edge, which were orange at the tips.
"So, this is the Sleeping Beauty," Dmitry said.
Dmitry struck the part of the shell closest to where the turtle's head would be with his fist half-closed.
"It doesn't seem that hard," Dmitry commented.
