Your mind is empty, Jake...You are nothing but an empty shell..and without your magic..you are prey...

Jake pushed his way through the foliage, a sword out and ready. He had swiped one from the armory to use instead of his two handed scythe. He held his stomach. It growled at his touch. He stopped to rest on a log.

"..." He missed them. Twilight, Fluttershy, Luna; all of them were begging him not to come out here to his death..yet he came anyway.

He heard a noise, and he sprung up quickly, sword in hand. It was Zecora, out collecting berries. "Out here.." She started.."Out here you search for an answer, but all you will find is true and utter terror." She yanks off a small batch of berries. "In the west of here lies a yard, big and vast, where warriors are remembered for their deeds of the past. Further beyond is a bold bridge, a long fall it bear. It's guarded by an enchantress, with beautiful magic hair.

The last obstacle is a field of flames, which without wings you'll surely endure great pain. Pass the trials, you'll find the queen. If you want to live, you'd best heed." The pocks up her basket, "I'm afraid, hero, no more can be said. But I'll await your return, alive or dead.." She vanished into the bushes.

Jake continued along the forest, trying to ignore its songs of madness.

Just give up, Jake...you'll only be greeted with failure..

Jake took a step and heard a crunch. "Woah! What the.." He looked down at the bones and corpses he was surrounded by. Flesh rotten bodies engulfed the ground, scattered about like ants. Before him, he suddenly saw apparitions of the battle that took place there. Spirits reenacting the massacre of the tribe. Jake saw a familiar tag on a body; Zecora's masks. She had one made for each soldier.

"This was her army. This is where the first fight with the Changelings started..but how is this a challenge?"

One of the bodies suddenly struck up and attacked Jake, stabbing him in the side with a broken spear, "Gah!" He shoved off the attacker, stabbing him under his chin with his blade. The reanimated corpse fell down back to death. But its death alerted more, and more risen from their restful sleep to tear Jake to shreds, "Aw, shit.."

Jake sheathed his sword and booked it through the field of zombies. They were right on his tail. He jumped and vaulted over rocks. The field seemed to be endless, "Where's the fucking end?!" He finally saw the other end of the field.

Suddenly, a corpse jumped onto him and tried to knaw at him. It managed to bite through his clothes but barely missed his skin. He struck a blow on the zombie, but on the last hit, Jake suffered a bite to the arm. He used the grip the zombie had on him to fling him into the other zombies. Jake finally reached the fence, and leaped over it to the other side. The undead fall back into their rest, defeated.

He held his side, bleeding but okay. He saw Zecora again, staring into woods. "Zecora! Fucking zombies?! Really?!"

Zecora laughed, "I understand why you'd be hot, but I did warn you, did I not?"

Jake growled, "Damn..without my powers..I could die out here?"

Zecora nodded, "How must I say so without being cheesy; but the life of a mortal is never easy.."