Vrinda stepped into the chamber at the end of the glowing path, her breath catching at the sight before her. In the center of the vast room was the Fake Heart of the Verdant Labyrinth, glowing with an otherworldly green light and pulsating like a living thing.
"I finally found it!" she exclaimed, a grin spreading across her face. Have to act, she didn't want whoever watching her to know that she could even tell difference between fake and real.
But her fake excitement was short-lived.
As she approached, a figure leaped down from the shadows above, landing with an exaggerated bow. The being looked like a clown out of a nightmare, with a painted white face, a wide, crooked grin, and wild green hair that seemed to writhe like vines. He wore a patchwork suit of leaves and thorns, and his elongated fingers were tipped with thorn-like claws.
