Yhunik's voice rang with relief as they gathered beneath the welcoming shade of a magnificent tree in the heart of the sweltering forest. "This actually sounds like a safe place to me," he admitted, savoring the moment of respite in the cool shadows.
Seated together, they sought refuge from the relentless sun that had left them drenched in sweat. Silon, with his characteristic bluntness, couldn't help but comment on the oppressive heat. "This is the hottest any sun can ever be," he grumbled, wiping away the perspiration that clung to his brow. His discomfort was shared by all.
The thirst that came with the scorching sun could not be ignored, and Silon's inquiry echoed their collective need. "Does anyone here have water?" he asked, the urgency in his voice betraying their dire situation.
Nine, equally parched, replied, "Not really, I'm thirsty too." The question now hung in the air: where could they possibly find water in this unforgiving forest?
