Raye, Jerusha, Lycus, along with Zephyrus and Pyro, headed straight to the center of the meadow of roses.
They slowly made their way there, moving carefully between the flowers and doing their best to avoid all the black roses as much as possible. Zephyrus and Pyro kept guiding them, pointing out spots where the cursed energy felt thicker so the three could step around them without taking unnecessary risks.
Although it's little, there's still a chance of them being cursed after all, and nobody here wanted to test just how risky that chance actually was.
The meadow of roses was bigger than the group had expected, and the farther they walked, the more overwhelming it became. They've been walking for a few minutes now, but they still haven't reached the middle of it. The endless sea of roses stretched in every direction, making it feel like they weren't even moving at all.
