Horizon and Nyx moved silently through the dense underbrush, their breaths steady and their steps calculated as to not wake any beasts in the area.
A week might seem like a short time for some, especially since they didn't have to worry about food. However, the jungle beasts were like facing a hundred-man raid boss—dangerous and relentless.
One wrong move could alert the beasts to their presence, and that would mean certain death.
The jungle seemed to stretch endlessly, shadows weaving between ancient trees that towered like silent sentinels. The forest had quieted, save for the occasional rustle of leaves and distant roars that served as reminders of the dangers lurking nearby.
"Stop," Horizon whispered, raising a hand. Nyx froze instantly, his sharp eyes following Horizon's gaze.
Ahead, the thick foliage gave way to a small clearing, bathed in faint light that seeped through the canopy.
