Inside, it was nothing like the neat and orderly Magic Potion Garden they had imagined.
Instead, it was a vibrant yet strangely unsettling jungle.
The light was dim. Peering up through the gaps in the branches, the sky was the color of dusk.
The ground was covered in a thick layer of brightly colored moss and fallen leaves.
The air was so humid you could wring water from it, and the scent of potions wafted from all directions.
The most conspicuous things were the plants.
On the ground ahead, a vast, dense patch of dark red vines slithered like snakes.
Their tips sported sucker-like maws that emitted a soft HISS, dripping transparent mucus to the ground. DRIP. DRIP.
Ian's gaze hardened. "This is Bloodthirsty Demon Vine."
Just as the group spread out to observe their surroundings, disaster struck!
To their left, a dozen vines as thick as bowls burst violently from the earth!
