Before the sounds of something cracking was heard coming from the barrier. This is what happened on the side of the soldiers who were trying to destroy the barrier around the ancient forest.
Evening. Military Compound. Marshal's Office.
The soldiers whose mission was to destroy the barrier around the ancient forest had finally given up trying and reported to their superior about the failure of their mission. The general in lead was responsible for reporting the failure of the mission and together with him was his adjutant. They returned to the military compound after the sun had set. Each soldier looks devastated for their mission failure. Actually, not even a half of them had returned. They were either eaten by the carnivorous black vines that sprout out of nowhere and covered the wooden walls.
"We failed our mission. What should we do?"
"Will the marshal punish us?"
"I don't want to die yet."
