Leaves.
Everywhere Hex looked, he only saw leaves. Even when he peered down the ladder to see how far above the ground they were, he only saw leaves. But as they were lowered, the thick bushes of leaves started to thin out.
Through thickets of green, other colors peeked through. Now and then, he saw the blue sky. Or the blue water. One of them. Or both. It was hard to tell.
As the leaves thinned out, he felt more and more wind brush against him. The high humidity was to be expected. It didn't bother him, but he had to apply the Frost element and the Fire element at the same time to balance his body temperature.
"We are nearing the end of the leaves."
Hex turned toward Jonathan, who smiled amiably at him, signaling with his eyes to look below. Hex followed his gaze. Below them, the leaves didn't leave an opening. They had to go right through it.
