The mist was thin, not thick enough to obscure vision, but its eerie blue hue exuded a foreboding aura.

The soldiers, now within the Rift's domain, swallowed dryly, their expressions tense.

“So… this is what a corrupted region looks like?”

“Just looking at it is horrifying.”

“Isn’t this where all those monsters are lurking?”

The landscape before them was drained of life. The earth was a dull gray, and the surrounding trees and grass were withered husks, devoid of vitality.

A wasteland of blue mist, gray earth, and death. No life remained in this place except for the monsters.

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