"The Bog Golems are enormous amalgams made from both flesh and stone. They are also filled with the souls of wrathful, vengeful creatures that have passed away."
Nero didn't think there was a description as vile as that. He had seen many horrors. Hell, he had even come face to face with beings that were not even of this world.
The sound of the ground squelching filled his ears.
Within the bogs, there was a lot of danger, some of which were greater than others.
Darkness...
Moving between the high canopy trees, bramble and the hanging vines, the scent of the earth and foliage was dense.
Thankfully, the muddy ground was still relatively solid, although it was quite slippery, so one had to exercise caution when traversing.
The sound of breathing was more discreet. But with his sharp senses, he could hear every one of them.
They continued this way for a time.
And then...
"Argh!"
Every single human in the procession came to a halt.
They turned around.
