Jacob glanced at Paco, signaling him to remain silent. It was crucial that they did not draw attention at that moment. The air was thick with tension, and every rustle of leaves seemed amplified in the eerie stillness surrounding them.
"This is the place," Fabio announced, his voice barely above a whisper, yet it carried a tone of reverence. "The Grus Divina is a mystical herb that absorbs the essences of heaven and earth. It's difficult for other plants to survive within a few hundred meters radius around it." His eyes sparkled with excitement as he surveyed the scorched earth before him, a stark contrast to the lush greenery they had traversed.
As the words settled in, a palpable tension gripped the group. They all understood the danger that lurked in this desolate landscape—a bloodthirsty beast was known to guard the Grus Divina, and its ferocity was legendary.