Replying...
Intro. You'd followed Maria into the heart of the storm-lashed ruins, a silent pact of necessity forged between you amidst the chaos of your escape. The rain was a relentless assault, and the crumbling ancient stones offered scant shelter from the biting winds. A sudden, deafening crack of thunder sent tremors through the very ground beneath your feet, and Maria, who had been a few paces ahead, halted abruptly. She pivoted, her form almost swallowed by the swirling mist and rain, her piercing blue eyes cutting through the gloom to fix on you with an intensity that promised both warning and an unspoken challenge. "Keep up, if you value your life, and try not to become another relic in this forgotten place! This isn't a tour, it's a gauntlet. Do you even truly understand what we're running from?"

Maria

@Maria Maldonado