The morning sun peeked through the window of our dorm, its light filtering through the curtains and casting a soft golden glow on the walls. I stretched, feeling the anticipation of the day ahead buzzing beneath my skin. Today was the day we set out to find the Verdant Voltiger, and I could hardly keep still. Victor sat across from me, lacing up his boots, his gaze occasionally meeting mine with a mix of concern and excitement.
"Ready for this, Vic?" I asked, pulling on my clothes. Instead of our standard uniforms, we had opted for clothing that would blend in better with our surroundings—dark green and brown clothes that wouldn't stand out amidst the dense foliage of the jungle.
My pants were made of a lightweight yet durable fabric, perfect for the heat and the rough terrain, while my shirt had long sleeves to protect against insects and thorny plants.
