The forest was blanketed in an eerie silence, its tranquility intermittently interrupted by the gentle rustle of leaves. Anwar scrutinized Rizki's abrupt departure from the elf village, sensing the deep unease in his friend's eyes. Anwar let out a sigh, his voice barely audible as he murmured, "Alright, I'll revert to the old methods." He ran his fingers through the peculiar fur covering his arms, the moonlight casting an otherworldly sheen on his true form—a Qilin, a mythical creature, not a human as it changed himself into Rizki Irawan while declaring, "Don't worry about me, Rizki!".