MEGALANIA SPIRITUS

For days, Ariel had tracked a special spirit beast, following signs that only someone of her skill could discern. Broken branches, deep claw marks in the trunks of trees, strange symbols carved into the earth—all pointed to the presence of the creature. The air was thick with tension, and she could feel the forest watching her, waiting for the inevitable confrontation.

As she moved deeper into the woods, the forest seemed to grow darker, the trees closing in around her. Ariel could sense the presence of the spirit beast drawing nearer, the air tinged with an otherworldly energy that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. She paused, crouching low to the ground, her senses alert. The silence was oppressive; as if the entire forest was holding its breath.