Lucas exhaled in relief as the roar faded into the distance, the eerie silence returning. The tension in his shoulders eased slightly, but his grip on the magical map remained firm. His fingers brushed over its enchanted surface, still dry despite the storm that had drenched everything else. The glowing yellow markers shimmered, each one labeled with the name of a rare plant and the required quantity.
He turned to Lena. "We should move quickly. The materials are close, but we'll have to camp in the forest tonight. It's best if we get away from any dangerous areas before nightfall."
Lena nodded, brushing damp strands of hair from her face. "Agreed. Let's not waste time."