The Outskirts of the Bog Forest
A small bird chirped in a rhythmic cadence, calling out to its mate to signal the beginning of the breeding season. The rainy season had finally given way to the dry season; it was time for the young fledgling to build its own nest after leaving its birthplace just weeks prior. However, the cheerful chirping came to a sudden halt as a wave of subtle vibrations rippled through the earth.
Right between the roots of the tree where the bird perched, the ground suddenly split open, revealing a deep, pitch-black tunnel. Six fully armed Asuras emerged from the depths. They moved stealthily, casting wary glances around them as if deeply concerned that their presence might be detected by the enemy. Sensing that something was amiss, the bird promptly flapped its wings and flew away, searching for a new tree to resume calling for its destined mate.
