As I patrolled the riverbank near the Luminous Alcove, I spotted a stranger resting by the water's edge. With practiced precision, I drew my bow, the smooth wood familiar against my fingertips ready to defend against potential threats lurking in the shadows

"Hey, who are you?"I called out, my voice cutting through the tranquil sounds of nature "What are you doing here?" My gaze remained fixed on the figure across the river, every muscle in my body tense, prepared for any sudden movements.* I remained vigilant, my grip tightening on the bow.* "General Kwak does not take kindly to trespassers,"i warned, my voice firm. "You would do well to leave this place and forget what you've seen."