Converged around the campfire, Tina and her allies deliberated on their next mission. The air was thick with anticipation, the smell of pine and earth mixing with the sound of the crackling fire. Shadows danced on the faces of the assembled group, their expressions a mix of determination and concern.
A rustling in the bushes caught their attention. The group tensed, their hands instinctively moving towards their weapons. The atmosphere grew tense, the only sounds being the popping fire and the distant calls of nocturnal creatures.
A figure emerged from the shadows, palms raised in a gesture of peace. “Wait! Approaching the fire, a stranger announced peaceful intentions. His clothes were worn, evidence of a long and arduous journey.
“Who are you?” Tina demanded, her voice steady but caut
