The camp was engulfed in flames, or so it seemed. But Min realized it was just a dream as she awoke from the depths of sleep. Looking down from above, she could see the tribe's tents through the dense forest canopy. Crackling flames and snapping branches filled the air. Shifting her gaze, she witnessed fire swiftly spreading through the trees, burning with an unnatural speed. Mysterious, shadowy figures moved amidst the inferno.
In another direction, Min spotted a massive stone resembling the head of a beast emerging from a vast pool. From that direction, the sounds of roaring bears, howling wolves, and the screams of the dying reached her ears. Min and the people accompanying her were fleeing towards that pool, but the smoke made it difficult to discern whether they ever reached it.
