Gaius's POV:
We kept pushing through the dense forest, with each step requiring more effort than the last.
The witch we had captured was leading us, but she kept glancing around nervously, which made me uneasy. The fog was thick, making it hard to see more than a few feet ahead.
Andrew was at the front, but his usual confidence was gone. He hesitated with every step as familiar landmarks seemed to disappear in the mist.
Rowan, desperate to find his daughter, was struggling to keep his emotions in check.
I tried to stay focused, but the twisting paths and the eerie atmosphere made it hard to think clearly.
Every now and then, I thought I saw something move in the shadows. But whenever I looked, there was nothing there. It felt like the forest was alive, watching us, waiting for us to
