(3rd Person POV)
In the darkest hours before dawn, when the night was at its most impenetrable, shrouded in swirling clouds and relentless rain, an ominous symphony began to resonate through the dense jungle.
It started as a distant chorus, a melding of howls, hisses, growls, and grunts that seemed to rise from the very earth itself, an eerie harbinger of the chaos to come.
The watchers stationed in the towering outposts, vigilant despite the storm's fury, were the first to sense the approaching menace.
Their eyes, straining through the sheets of rain, caught the initial movements—shadows flitting between the trees, an unsettling fluidity in the darkness that spoke of a multitude of creatures converging upon the sanctuary.
One by one, the alarms positioned around the perimeter began to sound, a cacophony of warnings that cut through the night.
