The closer you get to the ancient castle, the heavier the ominous and oppressive atmosphere becomes.
It is a cluster of stone buildings on a hill, barely resembling its once towering and majestic form.
But after thousands of years, even stone castles fall into decay and collapse.
Currently, Dorguldu lacks a proper roof; only vertical walls and remnants of collapsed floors remain.
The trees of the Dark Forest become more sinister as they near this place.
Dried and twisted branches seem to reach out as if longing for something, all the monstrous trees extending towards Dorguldu.
Though part of the same forest, the area around Dorguldu is eternally shrouded in a heavy, impenetrable cloud.
Upon reaching the base of the hill where Dorguldu lies, even Lann feels an inexplicable anxiety and unease.
"We..." Radagast swallows, gripping his Magic Staff tightly. "We should leave the car and Qilin here, so that, when necessary, we can make a quick, swift escape."
