More than thousands of hectares of originally beautiful green forest have turned into a sea of black forest covered in a black aura of dangerous curses.
The trees looked half-dead, and hundreds of strange creatures could be seen in various forest corners, wandering aimlessly.
"They are animals and elves that mutated into the undead. They should be dead but still seem to be stuck between the threshold of obscurity." Nell muttered softly and landed on Elysia's shoulder.
"Can we free them by purifying them from the curse?" Elysia asked with some hope in her eyes.
"It can be achieved, but those already dead cannot be brought back to life without sacrifice. After removing their curse, we can only free the trapped souls into the afterlife." Nell heaved a subtle sigh.
"I see..." Elysia lowered her head slightly.
