[SRuiz]

Damien smiled a bit wickedly as the male proceeded through the maze as planned, his fate becoming sealed by the thick barbed branches closing his path off. The smell of daisy's would greet his nose from the shrubs as they in itself were laced with a spell alongside the mist causing a general sense of illusions of which everything would fully unravel when he was in the dead center.

"Welcome to the grove, where war knows no bounds. In here shall you find your heart's desire. If you fail this challenge of the gods, well..." The voice chuckled as it left Rothion to digest what was said to him. "Carry on adventurer."

His armor would begin to feel heavy as the mist was seemingly making it heavier with a form of green substance. Before him, the sounds of growling was heard as the monster made its appearance with an ax; a Minotaur. It wasted little time in slashing at him.