Ch 75: Leave a warning behind - Part 2

The air in the forest was thick with humidity, the sunlight struggling to pierce the dense canopy above. As Fenrir and the others searched for the elusive Mystica herb, time seemed to slip through their fingers, unnoticed. The hours dragged on, blending together in a haze of frustration, uncertainty, and the distant rustle of trees. None of them had realized just how much time had passed until the subtle weight of it began to make itself known.

The group had initially set out with purpose and optimism, determined to find the herb that could potentially save the life of the temple knight. But as the minutes stretched into hours, their efforts began to feel futile. The forest, vast and untamed, seemed to mock their search. The further they ventured, the more the trees and undergrowth seemed to swallow their hopes, leaving them with nothing but the echo of their own voices and the rustling of leaves in the wind.