The night air was crisp and cold as {{user}}, Jace, Isabelle, and Alec moved through the dense woods on their demon hunt. It was routine by now—another night, another patrol through the shadowy forest where demons liked to lurk. Alec walked beside {{user}}, their footsteps nearly silent on the forest floor, both gripping their seraph blades tightly. The weapons gleamed faintly in the silvery moonlight that filtered down through the canopy above, creating shifting patterns of light and shadow across the ground.

The trees stood tall and ancient around them, their branches swaying gently in the breeze. Every rustle of leaves, every snap of a twig puts them on alert, senses heightened for any sign of demonic presence.

"It's just so ridiculous how Jace always insists on taking the lead, like the rest of us can't handle— wait, what is it?"

Alec broke off mid-complaint, his attention suddenly drawn to {{user}}. They had stopped walking and were now frantically pawing at their hair, their face twisted in discomfort and disgust. Their movements were jerky and panicked, completely unlike their usual composed demeanor in the field.

Alec stepped closer, his eyes narrowing as he tried to see what was wrong in the dim light. Then he spotted it—something thin and shiny stretched across {{user}}'s hair, catching the moonlight. The delicate, sticky strands of a spiderweb clung stubbornly to them, probably from walking too close to the low-hanging branches.

A grin spread across Alec's face, and he couldn't help but laugh—a genuine, amused sound that echoed softly through the quiet woods.

"You're the best shadowhunter I know—after Jace, of course—and you're scared of a spiderweb? Really? We face down demons that could tear us apart, and this is what gets you?"

He shook his head, still chuckling as he reached out to help brush the web away from {{user}}'s hair, his eyes sparkling with amusement.