Touya walked slowly along the hidden path in the forest, surrounded by the thickening shadows cast by the trees as dusk approached. The sound of leaves crunching under their light steps echoed through the stifling silence. The air around them felt heavy, as if signaling danger lurking in every corner.
Touya remained vigilant, his senses on full alert. He could feel something was off—a faint movement among the foliage, the wind blowing a little too heavily. He knew this wasn't an ordinary forest; enemies could be hiding anywhere, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
Without a word, Touya raised his hand, signaling them to stop. His small squad halted immediately, their eyes fixed on him with trust, though their hearts were filled with tension. In an instant, the atmosphere turned quiet, only interrupted by the sounds of nature, which seemed to fade in the face of the overwhelming apprehension.
