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The mist was becoming thicker and thicker. Jonathan, even with his preternatural senses, was beginning to have trouble seeing twenty meters in front of himself. Not only that, but the mist was poisonous, a natural defense mechanism of the Dead Marsh. A normal human inhaling this miasma would die within a day if no treatments were given, and it would even make Vampires sick for at least an hour. A swirling sheen of darkness surrounded Jonathan, Nyxia and Kain, filtering the toxins out of the air they breathed.
The trails in the Dead Marsh were very narrow. The Legion of Darkness was forced to compress itself into a long and thin line, a very strategically weak formation; cutting a portion of the army off from the rest of the troops would be all too easy. To make matters worse, the narrow paths seemed to split into three random branches every five steps Jonathan took. The Dead Marsh was a vast and perplexing maze, and with a growing sense of dread Jonathan was beginning to realize that they were hopelessly lost in the Marsh's labyrinthine depths.
As the leader of the Legion of Darkness, Jonathan and his trio was at the forefront of the army, venturing into the dreadful unknown. But it seemed that they had gone too far ahead. Under the obscuring layers of noxious mist, Jonathan could no longer detect the presence of his fellow soldiers. And, with an alarming jolt, Jonathan realized that he could no longer sense Heimdall, Xanriel, Max, and his other comrades.
Nyxia seemed to read Jonathan's mind. "We're lost," she said.
"Nice work leading the army," Kain said to Jonathan, sarcastically.
Jonathan glared at him. "Fighting among ourselves accomplishes nothing," he said. "We need to find our comrades, fast. We certainly do not want to be lost in this place."
Jonathan was going to spread out his mind to look for any sign of life, when his ever-sensitive ears heard a light sound from behind him; it was the sound of rustling leaves when someone brushed against them. Instantly, Jonathan was on full alert, as he prepared to intercept the attack from the unseen enemy. Unconsciously, Jonathan's trio shifted positions until they stood back to back, minimizing their blind spots.
Suddenly, something hurtled out from the gnarled and diseased tree branches toward Nyxia - a bolt of pestilent Death energy. Immediately Nyxia launched a bolt of Darkness, and the two bolts collided in mid-air, dissipating into nothing. A split second later, hundreds of bolts of poison, acid, decay, and necromantic energy shot out from the shadows like a hailstorm, a barrage of virulent energies that would have devastated the trio if not for the barrier of Darkness that instantly sprang to life around them. Instantly, Jonathan, Nyxia and Kain launched three attacks in the exact same moment:
"Soul Harvest!"
"Dream Shatter!"
"Blood Sunder!"
