[Ding! Warning! You have come in contact with a hostile fog environment!]
[Ding! Your Hacker Mind has successfully negated the primary mental corruption effects!]
[Ding! Caution: As long as you remain inside this zone, you will lose 1 HP per second due to atmospheric erosion!]
John stared at the two notifications, slowly shaking his head as the gravity of the situation sank in. He had never expected the Wrathers' den to be surrounded by such a specialised, hostile form of fog.
He had encountered threatening fog before, like the grey fog that had infected Ricky's body, but this was different. This purple mist didn't bother with infection; it was an entropic field designed to directly damage his body, relentlessly shaving away his health points.
