Chapter 23
We emerged in a small clearing in front of a forest of dry trees, full of moss, with a very thick fog that does not allow us to divert too far inside, from which comes a strong stench of rotten meat and muddy water. Behind us is a huge swamp just as foul as the forest, with bodies of what seem to be previous candidates that rot in its waters and just above the much-mentioned bridge that rises considerably over the swamp by means of the columns of stone that serve as a base. Immediately when we put our feet on the ground one of our members who sees the drawbridge says hurriedly and pointing with his sword, "Look there it is, we are going fast!" The man immediately begins to run with the rest behind who follow him and a few meters ahead he comes out of the thick fog that surrounds us at a
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