"Stop acting all mysterious and explain properly..." Ricky commanded, his voice sharp and laced with impatience.
At his words, Noctyss offered a tight, reluctant smile—one that barely reached her eyes.
"Okay, okay, I'll explain," she said, raising her hands slightly in mock surrender. Then her tone shifted, her gaze darting around the ancient ruins with barely concealed unease. "But we can't stay here any longer..."
Her voice dropped into a hush, as though even speaking too loudly might invite something lurking in the shadows.
A subtle tension clung to the air like mist.
"I also don't feel comfortable..." Boar grunted, his tone unusually subdued. His powerful frame twitched as he glanced over his shoulder, instincts flaring. "It's like... I'm being watched. Constantly. By something that shouldn't be alive."
