The sound grew. Low and heavy, each pulse pushing through the air with a physical weight that Raizen felt in his chest before he heard it in his ears. It came from the darkness between the trunks - deep in the forest, at ground level, where the lantern light from Ukai's platforms didn't reach and the bioluminescent moss cast only enough glow to make the shadows deeper.
Kenzo's grip shifted on the hammer. Both hands, wide spacing, the stance of someone preparing for a threat larger than Raizen could ever be.
Then the sound changed direction.
