The forest was quieter now.
The sun had risen higher in the sky, but even so, the light barely managed to completely penetrate the thick canopy formed by the ancient treetops. Long shadows covered the uneven ground, and the air seemed heavy with a strange heaviness, as if the forest itself were watching the intruders walking through it.
Shura advanced in the lead.
Her enormous white body glided between the trees with ease, her paws touching the ground with surprising lightness for something of such an imposing size. The rustling of the leaves beneath her steps was minimal, almost respectful.
Behind her came Strax.
He walked with his hands in his pockets, completely relaxed, observing his surroundings with a curious gaze, as if he were simply enjoying a casual stroll through the forest.
And right behind them was Albedo.
Or rather… an extremely angry Albedo.
