In the dimly lit forest of a rugged, cave-riddled landscape, a group of men, led by the fearsome Moga, crept stealthily through the shadows. Each of them was clad in plants to hide their crotch, but some of them didn't even bother to cover them.
They carried crude weapons fashioned from stone and bone. Their eyes burned with an unquenchable determination as they hunted for Rona, a woman who had been the only one to defeat Moga in a fight.
As the night deepened, they came upon a small cave where a family huddled together, unaware of the impending danger. The flickering fireflies within the cave cast eerie, dancing shadows on the cave walls.
Inside, a mother cradled her daughter in her arms, whispering comforting words to keep the child calm. The father, his face etched with worry, peered anxiously into the darkness outside hearing sounds, which he mistook as the footsteps of the animals.
