The sun was setting over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the dense forest as five adventurers bolted through the underbrush, their lungs burning and hearts pounding in their chests. Behind them, a cacophony of crashing trees and enraged trumpeting echoed through the wilderness. The source of the chaos? A gigantic elephant-like monster, towering over the treetops with tusks as sharp as spears, and eyes glowing with pure rage. In the adventurers' possession, clutched tightly in one of their hands, was the reason for the creature's anger: a massive, glossy egg.
"Ragnar, catch!" The archer at the front of the group, Lira, yelled as she lobbed the egg through the air toward the burly barbarian at the rear. Ragnar barely managed to grab it mid-stride, wobbling on his feet as the egg nearly slipped from his massive hands.
