Lerna merely rolled her eyes, unperturbed. "I am a beautiful and strong butterfly," she declared with a serene smile. "One that flutters freely and fiercely."
They continued their journey, leaving the river behind as they ventured into the dense woods. The canopy above was thick, filtering the sunlight into a soft, green glow. They moved silently, each lost in their thoughts, yet their steps were synchronized from years of partnership.
The terrain became increasingly rugged as they progressed from the woods into the mountains. The air grew thinner and colder, the paths narrower and more treacherous. Despite the harsh conditions, they pressed on, driven by the urgency of their mission.
