Down below, at the base of the towering cliff, Lia and Ayra maintained a vigilant watch.
The air was thick with tension, the silence of the Dark Forest broken only by the distant, unsettling rustles of unseen things.
Lia, her B-Grade Verdant Lifespring Staff-Sword held loosely but ready, scanned the shadowy treeline, her calm grey eyes missing nothing.
Her [Lifeweave Affinity] made her sensitive to the subtle energy shifts in their surroundings, and she could feel the oppressive Yin energy of the region coiling like a patient serpent.
Ayra, on the other hand, paced like a caged tiger, her great-axe rested against a nearby obsidian boulder.
The earlier "spirited discussion" and subsequent awkward "tactical sleeping arrangement" with Daniel had left her feeling restless and on edge.
She needed to hit something. Badly!