The group arrives at the Castle of Knives via teleportation, the area seemingly teeming with activity, as it was before. Fortunately, they knew that it was but an illusion, and were able to make their way to the gate that guarded the path in.<br/><br/>As before, the gateway is an archway, formed by a pair of beautiful women carved from iron. The statues make an arch with their raised hands, while in their other hands they hold high a sword that bears a striking resemblance to Briar. Stepping through thrusts them into the nightmarish realm of the First World - the entire region is steeped in twilight, and the twisted, thorn-covered trees line the narrow path leading through the forest, where screams and cries and pleas of hundreds of voices seem to echo out from the darkened woods. Occasional flashes of movement can be seen, and they'll always have the sense that something, or someone, is watching them.<br/><br/>"Well, this is certainly unsettling," Sydon said, fake-cheerfulness in his voice, as he gives a grin that feels forced.