The group descended from the rooftop in silence, their steps purposeful and measured as they left the safety of the building behind.
The evening air was crisp, carrying the faint echoes of distant creatures prowling through the ruined city.
Shadows danced across the rubble-strewn streets, the fading light casting an ominous glow on the crumbling remains of civilization.
Laura led the way, her movements calm but deliberate. Behind her, Eric adjusted the grip on his dagger, while Essei held her bow tightly, her fingers brushing the new arrows Laura had provided. Miara followed closely, her face a mixture of resolve and nervousness, her healer's bag slung over her shoulder.
The moment they stepped outside, danger greeted them. Two creatures emerged from the shadows, their low growls cutting through the silence.
