As the group ventured deeper into the forest, they stumbled upon a narrow dirt path. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. Scarlett led the way, her senses heightened as she navigated the winding path. Her crimson eyes glowed softly, and the map before her shimmered, revealing the areas free of danger and those teeming with threats.
"For how long are we going to keep walking?" Larry finally asked, his voice laced with frustration. His exhausted expression matched his tone. "Fine, we said we wouldn't bring the bus we bought yesterday since there's nowhere to drive it with all the survivors lying around on the forest floor. But now we're far from them. Wouldn't it be better to just get another bus?"
