Mira moved steadily through the desolate environment, her posture alert and cautious as she navigated the ruins of the Forgotten City, her eyes constantly scanning her surroundings as she continued her increasingly frustrating search for Dabba.
She kept her pace controlled and measured, resisting the urge to rush despite her growing impatience. Rushing meant making mistakes, and mistakes in a place like this meant death.
Suddenly, she heard movement nearby that was distinctly different from the ambient sounds she'd been filtering out. It was a heavy, scraping noise, the sound of something large dragging across stone.
The rhythm was irregular, suggesting multiple sources rather than a single creature. The noise immediately put her on edge, her body tensing as adrenaline began flowing through her system.
