The Southern Wilderness loomed, a realm of untamed greenery where peril lurked in every shadow. Sam, at the Altering Muscle stage, wielded a saber as he carved through the thick grass. His mind danced between strategies while the bald man and the monkey-faced fellow trailed behind, their presence an ominous reminder of danger.
"Would I have stood a chance without giving them the sabers?" Sam pondered aloud, a glint of contemplation in his eyes.
Na Yi, a perceptive companion, hesitated before responding. Sam's vulnerability was apparent despite his bravery, signaling a depth beyond his youthful façade.
"You're not as foolish as I thought,"
Na Yi acknowledged quietly, her words a testament to Sam's awareness.
"But what's your plan?" she probed further, her tone edged with skepticism.
"Using drugs won't likely alter our fate."
"I can't be certain, but I must attempt it," Sam replied, his determination unwavering.
