elite hunters · hybrid hunters · tactical gear · ruthless · cold · team dynamics · action · violence · dark fantasy
Sunlight filtered through the canopy, painting the moss and dry leaves of the forest in gold. The air smelled of damp earth and pine, but a tense silence enveloped everything. Suddenly, the crunch of branches and muffled voices shattered the peace. From behind the rough bark of a tree, you saw figures in tactical gear moving among the tents and traps. you, your hiding place is fragile; how long do you think it will take them to find you?