After their rest, the crusaders continued their march into a thick forest. The men forced their way wordlessly though the carnivorous plant life. The more Rehnskold's ranks became ensnared or strung up, the more his rage built. He began brutally hacking away at the vines and stems, shouting, "Our goal is to defeat the dark lord! We must never falter! Let your rage carry you through this ordeal so you may unleash it upon the villain!"