Canna and Kael continued their journey, following the direction Stormtusk had pointed out. Although they weren't entirely sure if they were on the right path anymore, Canna's instincts urged him to press on. The forest grew denser and the air thicker as they moved deeper into the unknown territory.
By midday, Canna was crouched by a peculiar plant, studying its intricate leaves and unusual colors. The plant was fascinating, unlike anything he had seen before. His fingers traced the edges of its leaves when Vorgrim's voice echoed in his mind. "Master, there are two people approaching. They're using earth magic to cover their presence."
Canna's senses sharpened instantly. Despite his heightened awareness, he hadn't detected the two figures approaching, a testament to their skill. He continued examining the plant, his body language betraying no sign of alarm.
