Thomas waited patiently, his sharp eyes meticulously scanning the underbrush to ensure that Jack’s warriors had completely vanished from sight. The tension in the air was profound, and every rustle of leaves seemed amplified in the stillness. Once he was satisfied that we were truly alone, he reached out, grabbing my arm with surprising urgency, pulling me to my feet.
The forest around us was bustling with life; the gentle whispers of the wind played a symphony through the rustling leaves, while distant birds called out, their songs echoing through the tranquil air. Yet, amidst this cacophony of nature, I felt an unsettling silence linger—a sense that something profound was about to unfold.
Without a word, Thomas began to guide me deeper into the woods, away from the remnants of the pa
