Cassian had been in the Den of Fairies for some time now, moving cautiously through the dense forest. His green-hued sword rested firmly in his grip, the faint glow of its blade blending with the natural hues of the towering trees around him. Each step he took was slow and deliberate, his eyes scanning the environment with sharp focus.
The sheer size of the trees was unnerving—each one so massive that even creatures twice the size of an average human could hide comfortably behind them. The thought made his muscles tense. An attack could come from anywhere, and Cassian knew better than to let his guard down.
