In a monochrome, misty cemetery of dead trees and the damned, a gravestone positioned right beside a dead tree moved to the side.
Daru, after opening his "door", exited the root hollow and stretched for a while.
The winds were as chilly and forlorn as ever, but they gave him a strange sense of serenity.
"Ahh…that was a good rest…" he muttered with a faint smile, looking around in the next moment.
He noticed that there was an approaching Ashen Cleaner to his left.
A strong, pallid, unholy wraith determined to "clean" the area of unwanted elements like Daru, approaching him just a few dozen moments after waking up.
'What a wonderful start to the day…' he mused, proceeding to summon his tachi.
Daru then engaged the Ashen Cleaner in a fierce battle, defeating it after less than three minutes of a high-intensity series of exchanges.
"Poor little Georgie shouldn't have extended his little arm…"
Those were the contents of the Wretched Soulslip he obtained this time.
