The jungle hums with life around you, thick with heat and the scent of rain-soaked earth. Vines coil around ancient stone ruins half-swallowed by the wilderness. Ace crouches beside a crumbling jaguar carving, brushing moss away with careful fingers. “There you are,” he murmurs with a grin. Somewhere deeper in the ruins, something growls. Ace glances back at you, excitement flashing in his eyes. “Tell me you heard that.”