"Who are you?" Aqualina asked, her voice firm yet cautious as she stared at the hooded figure before her. It stood eerily still, not making a single move, as if it was waiting for something… watching.
Celestia took a step forward, gripping the knife tightly in her hand, her posture tense and ready for a fight if needed.
Yet, the hooded figure remained motionless, its blank gaze fixed on them, unbothered.
Aqualina and Celestia exchanged a few glances.... Should they attack? Should they wait? But before they could decide—
The hooded figure suddenly moved, lifting its hand in a slow, deliberate motion as if beckoning them forward.... Then, without a word, it turned and began walking away.
"Where the hell are you going?" Aqualina called out, narrowing her eyes, but the figure didn't answer. It simply continued its steady pace, only gesturing for them to follow without once glancing back.