Greg and Kate materialized in the heart of the Apocalypse world, the air thick with an otherworldly hum that echoed through the desolate landscape.
The game-like atmosphere enveloped Kate, stirring a deep sense of nostalgia within her, as if she were stepping back into a forgotten dream filled with pixelated adventures and endless possibilities.
"Stay close," Greg instructed her firmly, his voice cutting through the eerie silence.
"We need to pay someone a visit before we start grinding."
Kate nodded silently, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and caution, as she fell into step behind him, her footsteps light on the cracked earth.
Suddenly, massive dragon wings sprouted from Greg's back, unfurling with a powerful whoosh that stirred the dust around them, their scales glistening under the dim, apocalyptic sky.
