The sun hung mercilessly in the sky, casting dappled shadows beneath the towering trees of Knushu Mountain. Evan stood in the midst of Gruff's party, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.
Evan wiped the sweat from his brow and sighed. "Is it always this hot here?" he grumbled, his discomfort obvious.
Sylva turned to him with a smile, her green eyes twinkling. "Oh, Evan, this is nothing compared to some of the places we'll venture to. You'll get used to it."
Bram, overhearing their conversation, chimed in with a smirk. "Yeah, Evan, you better toughen up. The real challenges have just begun."
Durak chuckled, shaking his head. "Quit complainin', lad. We're adventurers; a bit of heat ain't gonna kill us."
Liara, ever caring, approached Evan and asked, "Are you feeling alright, Evan? If the heat gets to you, just let me know."
