A Dangerous Uncle. II

Kael and Adalric walked through the silent forest, the only sound being the crunch of leaves underfoot and the rustling of trees in the wind, breaking the stillness. The moonlight illuminated their path, but the surrounding darkness made the environment feel even more threatening. Kael couldn't shake the feeling that the tension in the air was not just from the forest, but from the man ahead of him.

Adalric walked in front, his axe still resting on his shoulder, but his relaxed posture seemed to belie the weight of his presence. Kael felt like the man's eyes were always watching, as though evaluating every move he made.

"You're too quiet, kid," Adalric suddenly spoke, breaking the silence, his deep voice blending with the sounds of the night. "I'm not one to wait long for answers. So let's be clear. Who or what are you?"

Kael paused for a moment, his heart pounding a bit faster. What was he supposed to say? He knew any answer could be a trap.