Without wasting another moment, Jessica turned and rushed deeper into the cursed forest. Max followed beside her, while Nancy kept pace slightly behind them, her silver eyes constantly scanning their surroundings.
The path Jessica chose was not a straight one. She led them between twisted white trees, around pools of dark green liquid, across cracked wooden ridges, and through narrow gaps between broken stone altars.
From time to time, cursed roots twitched beneath the ground as if preparing to attack again, but the lingering black flames around Max's body forced them back before they could emerge fully.
As they moved deeper, the pressure inside Witch God Valley grew stronger.
