As Korig stepped into the dimly lit shelter, the survivors jerked back in shock and surprise, clutching their makeshift weapons tightly.
Fear and uncertainty gripped the room, the atmosphere thick with tension.
The leader among them, Mark, took a cautious step forward, his eyes fixed on Korig.
"Who are you?" Mark's voice was firm, yet tinged with a mix of fear and determination.
He held a makeshift spear, its tip glinting ominously in the dim light.
Aurora swiftly moved to calm the situation, raising her hands in a gesture of peace.
"Everyone, please, lower your weapons. Korig is with me, and he means no harm."
Sarah, a survivor with keen senses, spoke cautiously, "How do we know we can trust you both?"
Aurora gave a reassuring smile.
"We're all in the same predicament here."
"Korig and I have been navigating this altered reality, just like you."
"We believe we can work together for our mutual benefit."
