Chapter 25 The Whispering Pines

• Scarlett pushed open the door and stepped out into the early morning mist. The dense fog hung in the air, creating an eerie atmosphere. The chill seeped into her bones, and the dampness clung to her skin.
• These conditions were less than ideal for a fight, as the moisture in the air muffled sounds, making it difficult to detect any potential threats sneaking up on her.
• But Scarlett was a smart girl with a deep connection to the natural world. Her father's teachings had ingrained in her the importance of using not only her physical strength and weapons but also her mind and senses in combat.