The sounds of battle echoed in the distance, a clash noise that reached miles away from where Amon and the girls had settled. It was a constant reminder of the tension that permeated the region, a whisper of danger that approached with each note of steel against steel.
"The sounds are getting louder," Barbara commented, frowning in concern as she tried to discern the direction from where the sounds came.
"Yes, it seems to be getting closer," Mabel confirmed, with a keen gaze turned toward the horizon, looking for any sign that could indicate the origin of that turmoil.
"Should we leave? If we continue here, it might end up reaching us, whatever it is," Maisa suggested, highlighting the group's unease at the possibility of being dragged into the conflict unfolding in the distance.
