The bees, despite using hypnosis and such to lull victims into accepting their eggs, are actually pure of soul and intentions. Depending on your luck you could either run across a bee girl or a Tentacle beast. “The woods are both one of the purest areas of Mareth and one of the most corrupt.
Reality seems to shift and blur, making you dizzy, but after a few minutes you're back, and sure you'll be able to return to the forest with similar speed. Unbidden, you remember your decision to test the properties of this place, and think of your campsite as you walk forward. You smile as the plants look fairly familiar and non-threatening. You turn towards it and are confronted by the lush foliage of a very old looking forest. A cool breeze suddenly brushes against your face, as if gracing you with its presence. Rust-red rocks speckle the Wasteland, as barren and lifeless as anywhere else you've been. You walk for quite some time, roaming the hard-packed and pink-tinged earth of the demon-realm.
