The forest loomed around them, its thick canopy blotting out the sun and bathing their path in an eerie twilight. The air was heavy with mana, a faint hum of energy vibrating through the ground beneath their feet. Luna clung to Orian's arm, pressing his arm tightly against her chest, her pink hair brushing against his shoulder. Her pink eyes sparkled with an odd mix of affection and mischief.
"Onii-sama," Luna called out, her voice soft yet tinged with a playful whine. "This place gives me the creeps. I just want to find whatever we're looking for and get out of here already!"
Orian chuckled, glancing down at his little sister. "Then why didn't you stay back at the base, huh? You're the one who insisted on coming along."