The oppressive green gloom of the swamp was suddenly pierced by multiple pairs of luminous, predatory eyes. They were surrounded. The air, already thick with humidity, grew heavy with a palpable sense of hunger and territorial aggression. A low growl rumbled through the clearing, a clear challenge from the largest of the beasts—a massive, crocodile-like creature whose back was a rugged landscape of sharp rocks and glowing green moss.
Selira instinctively moved closer to Naviga, her crimson energy whip materializing in her hand, its vibrant form a stark contrast to the murky darkness. Her hand trembled slightly, but her grip was firm. "Naviga, what do we do?" she whispered, her eyes wide as she tracked the shadowy forms circling them.
