Tian Feng and Mei Ling stared in shock at the looming shadow on the horizon. The tranquil field they had landed in, still aglow with the energy of the Heart of the Mountain, now felt fraught with an impending sense of doom.
"Whatever that is, it's coming fast," Mei Ling said, her voice barely masking her anxiety.
"We need to move," Tian Feng replied, tightening his grip on the Heart. "There's a village nearby where we can take refuge and maybe learn more about this threat."
They set off at a brisk pace, their journey now fueled by urgency. The landscape was serene, with rolling hills and a clear blue sky, but the dark shadow in the distance seemed to grow larger with each passing minute. The Heart of the Mountain pulsed rhythmically in Tian Feng's hand, its light a beacon of hope and power.
