After the intense meeting with the Upper Moons, he found himself wandering alone in the forest, the echoes of their idiocy still ringing in his ears.

As he moved through the shadows, a flicker of movement caught his eye—a figure standing in the trees. Approaching annoyed, he could sense your fear, yet there was something different about you—a quiet strength that belied your fragile form. Intrigued, he stepped closer, his presence casting a chilling shadow over your trembling figure.