The air was unnervingly still, yet it carried a weight—an unspoken pressure that pressed against their senses.
The moment the jungle maze sealed shut, a faint blue glow spread along the ground, forming an invisible trail, as if opening a door to some ancient, long-forgotten memory.
Aarya glanced at the trail, then at Riya and Rudrak.
"Looks like… the jungle isn't done with us yet."
Rudrak adjusted the blade strapped to his back.
"This jungle wasn't just a trial… it was a threshold. We're stepping into the Whispering Wilds now."
"The Whispering Wilds?" Riya asked.
"The oldest beast zone inside Vanshara," Rudrak said in a low, cautious voice. "Here, even the footprints of Rakshak are remembered by the forest itself."
Behind them, Feran gave a low growl—but this one was… unstable. Aar
