As the group gathered, the bell tolled once more. The sound of the bell burst through the air like a beat of a mace against the towering shield of a soldier, banging through the ears and the body. This was no ordinary toll. The bell was smashed by something. The sound was met with a small shiver of the ground and some of the sinkholes in the swamp bubbled up. There was woods cracking in the distance. For a quiet moment, there was nothing. Even the stench, as if touched by this instant, was gone, before the bellowing gust of a wyvern's wings rushed over the area, a massive beast in size flying close to the ground towards the inner lands.