“That’s weird. There isn’t anything unusual about the mist, and it’s not poisonous, so why can’t we reach in with our spiritual sense?”
Jared drew his brows together. “Who cares about that? We’ll know when we get inside.” As he spoke, Cloud entered the mist.
“This mist is incredibly dense! It’s challenging to navigate without my spiritual sense!” Cloud, who had already ventured into the mist, shouted his observations. At that, Jared followed him in, and so did the others.
“Stay closer and don’t wander off by yourself. We won’t be able to use our spiritual senses to look for each other, so if we end up separating, it’ll be hard to find each other again,” Jared loudly cautioned.
The others nodded and slowly made their way forward. Now, they were compelled to progress cautiously, relying on their instincts because the road ahead was barely discernible in the thick mist.
“Cloud? Cloud!”
After a while of walking, Jared still did not see Cloud around, so he started calling for the latter. However, no replies came from Cloud.
“Sunny? Sunny!” When Jared turned around, he discovered that the individuals who had been following him had also disappeared. Consequently, he began calling out their names. Unfortunately, no matter how loud Jared was, no one answered him.
Jared grew wary. Yet, he had no choice but to steel himself and continue forward. Soon, he found a purple hammer floating in the mist.
Jared was startled. He could tell immediately that the hammer was made with Indigo Starstone, a very heavy mineral. He speculated that the hammer had to weigh thousands of pounds. However, this heavy weapon was floating in the mist. It was an unnatural sight.
Jared reached out to grab the purple hammer before injecting a thread of his spiritual sense into it, hoping to find out its owner and if any familiar aura was on it. However, it seemed like no one had ever used the purple hammer, for he sensed no auras on it at all.
Jared pursed his lips. He released his grip on it, and the hammer floated again. “This is so strange. Is there something odd about this mist?”
Jared could not discern what was unusual about the mist. If the mist were poisonous, Jared would have detected it long before now.
As he continued his way, he soon found more and more weapons floating in the air-swords, machetes, and more. Furthermore, the weapons were of different grades.
Staring at the floating weapons, Jared began to grow even more suspicious. Hence, he opened his Storage Ring to retrieve his Dragonslayer Sword.
Just as he gripped the sword in his hand, an immense force abruptly yanked at Jared as if it were attempting to wrest the Dragonslayer Sword away from him.
It was so powerful that despite Jared exerting all his force, he still could not maintain his grip on the weapon. The Dragonslayer Sword left his hand and floated in the air, just like all the other weapons he had encountered.
At that, Jared leaped to grab his sword. In the next second, he kept the Dragonslayer Sword back in his Storage Ring..
It was only then he sighed in relief. If he were to lose his Dragonslayer Sword there, he would probably be angry with himself for the rest of his life.
The Dragonslayer Sword had been his loyal companion through countless battles. Additionally, Zelda, the sword spirit, was still in the process of recovering. Losing the Dragonslayer Sword would mean he would never be reunited with Zelda again.
Not daring to experiment with the mist any further, Jared quickened his pace. Before long, the mist surrounding him grew thinner.
In a short span, a brighter landscape unfolded before Jared. The mist had vanished completely, and on either side of him stood towering peaks adorned with lush trees.
As he gazed in the direction of the valley, Jared spotted a thatched cottage with smoke billowing from its chimney, indicating someone lived there.
