Mavin's secret plan.
The breeze blew softly, ruffling the surface of the pond. The glow from the stones in the water lightened up the atmosphere, creating a soft, ethereal glow.
The trees swayed gently in the breeze, their leaves rustling softly. The only sound was the occasional splash of a fish jumping out of the water.
The atmosphere was peaceful and serene. It was a perfect place to relax and clear one's head.
The glow from the stones was mesmerizing, and it was easy to get lost in thought as one watched the ripples on the surface of the water.
The muscular men stood upright, their bodies stiff as statues. They were waiting for someone, but who? The air was still and silent, the only sound the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind.
The men were all different heights and builds, but they all shared one common feature: they were all incredibly muscular.