TROT! TROT! Trot! Trot.
Our horses slow down from a gallop to a slow trot as we enter the forests on the outskirts of Vexia. On the other side of the forests of Vexa lies the small village named Rustbreach, which reported sightings of goblins in the area.
They were attacked not too long ago by the strange goblins.
I take out my wand from my cloak while still holding onto my horse's reins. Just in case anything decides to appear out of nowhere, I will be prepared. My friends are also being cautious with their wands, ready for any attack. The magical knights draw their swords to be ready for battle.
It seems like everyone made the right move as we start to notice the air get much denser around us. The air is cool and damp with a sense of weight to it. There is definitely something off about this forest.
