As Zenki, Zhen Yi, and Qingyi arrived at the quarantine area, they donned their safety equipment, ensuring their protection against the contagious plague. The air hung heavy with an unsettling stillness as they approached the group of quarantined hunters. Coughs echoed in the air, mingling with the scent of despair.
Zenki, his voice firm yet empathetic, addressed the hunters, who appeared weakened by their affliction.
Zenki: "Good day, hunters. We have come to learn about what transpired in the forest and how this dreaded plague befell you. Please, share your tale with us."
A weathered hunter, his face lined with worry and suffering, raised his gaze to meet Zenki's eyes.