Xavier dashed into the eerie forest, his breath ragged as the voice that sounded like Aji’s kept shifting directions, echoing from all around him. Every time he thought he was getting closer, it seemed to move further away, as if the forest itself was alive, toying with him. His frustration grew as he spun in place, trying to pinpoint the source.
"Damn it, where is he?!" Xavier muttered, his fists clenching.
Zoro, floating beside him, added in a shaky voice, “This place is all wrong. The mana here is twisting... it’s like it’s playing with us.”
The air around them grew heavier, the dense fog thickening. The dead trees loomed overhead, their branches like claws scraping at the sky. Xavier could feel the oppressive presence of something lurking, watching from the shadows. The deeper they
