The scene turned bizarre and chaotic as an overwhelming, musky odor swept over the soldiers.
The intensity of the smell struck like a physical force, making some of them cough violently while others gagged and clutched their noses.
The air itself seemed to grow thicker, warmer, and saturated with a strange, cloying heat that was both suffocating and nauseating.
"What in the world is that smell?!" Harlin shrieked, his voice cracking as he stumbled back, waving his hands in front of his face as if trying to push the stench away.
"It's... it's horrible!" Tova cried, her eyes watering as she clamped both hands over her mouth and nose.
Reva, always the most stoic, tried to steady herself, but even she was visibly shaken, her face pale as she muttered, "This isn't normal... this isn't normal!"
Lucas staggered, clutching his chest. "It's like... it's invading my lungs!" he gasped.
