I don’t know who first came up with the idea of calling the Cursed Lands a Zone, but perhaps this smart guy was right. I feel like a seasoned repeat offender, climbing there again and again. And most importantly, I don’t want to, but an order is an order - I climb. This time we need to conduct reconnaissance in that part of the Zone where several reconnaissance detachments disappeared without a trace before us and find out whether this is where the main attack of the dark ones is being prepared in the upcoming offensive. Looks like I'm getting my fill of adventure again...