After passing the rift, the journey was not far anymore. They strode along a winding path and reached a point that Northern knew all too well.
Northern at first squinted his eyes suspiciously, although the place occurred to him as familiar, he couldn't pick in his memory which point he had arrived here.
'Maybe it was just one of the times from when I was lost in my subconscious' Northern turned his head around.
Even though he had given himself a reasonable explanation, it was still puzzling. He almost felt as if he was being lazy in his mind.
So, he tried to think deeper.
This point, they had traversed from stony earth to black soil, the air around this area was pungent and disgusting.
And almost suffocated Northern.
The terror on the other hand does not look to be affected by things such as smell, all the times Northern have been assaulted by bad odors, it stood unaffected.
