The moment was tense, as a sudden shift in the atmosphere gripped everyone in the camp. A low, tremulous hum reverberated through the air, making the ground beneath their feet feel unstable.
The once-lively chatter of the soldiers and Hobgoblins died away, replaced by an eerie silence, as if the very earth was holding its breath.
Santi was the first to react. Without a word, she bolted toward the source of the disturbance, her movements like lightening. Helliana was right behind her, her hand already on the hilt of her sword. Rain and the others, caught off guard, exchanged brief glances before rushing after them.
As they pushed through the camp, the strange sensation intensified, making Rain's skin prickle. He could feel it — a powerful presence, something ancient and vastly different from anything he had encountered before.
It was as if the very essence of the earth had come alive.
