Sunlight, a fleeting memory filtered through the dense canopy of the Forbidden Forest. Twisted branches clawed at the sky, and gnarled roots snaked across the damp, moss-covered ground. The air hung heavy with the scent of decaying leaves and something… else. A primal fear.
The melody within Alex, once a hopeful drum solo, had morphed into a tense, discordant string section. Every rustle of leaves, every snap of a twig sent shivers down their spine. They pressed on, their small group a silent symphony of caution. Kaia, a blur of focused movement, led the way, her senses attuned to the whispers of the forest.
Anya's voice crackled in their comms. "Energy readings… unusual. Life forms approaching. Hostile."
Echo, ever the pragmatist, gripped his energy blade, its blue light casting an eerie glow in the dim forest. "Looks like we found some of the forest's 'deadly traps.'"
