The night was quiet, with only the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl breaking the silence. The air was thick with anticipation, every shadow seeming to hide potential threats.
Stealthily and with all cautiousness, Kazuichi led the group, his eyes sharp as they moved stealthily through the dense undergrowth surrounding the Hybrid Mountain Stronghold. His senses were on high alert, every fiber of his being attuned to the dangers that might lurk in the darkness. After all, this was unknown territory for everyone, and he didn't want to bear the responsibility of any of them being hurt, not on his watch.
Watching everything and on high alert, Kazuichi looked around the area, trying to anticipate even the slightest of movements. He could've sworn that there was a figure running on his peripheral vision, but he didn't take it to heart.
