Toma stumbled upon the slender, humanoid figure in the dense forest. Their features were almost unearthly, a delicate mixture of elegance and fragility that seemed otherworldly. Toma's eyes couldn't help but roam over the contours of the figure's body, their limbs graceful and lithe, as if molded from the very essence of the forest itself.

"Who... what are you?" Toma's voice was barely above a whisper, the words tinged with curiosity and awe. The figure turned toward Toma, their eyes meeting his, and a shiver ran down his spine, sensing an unknown power radiating from them.