Threats in Plain Sight II
In a rare display of magic, Jonah redirected the plants and shrubbery to one side so as to create a path that led directly to the river. He walked in front while Daphne followed closely behind him, her heart rate going up and down as it increased due to panic and decreased whenever the mixture of herbs worked its magic.
The river's ominous rumblings resonated in the air, a deep and foreboding undertone that hinted at hidden currents of power beneath its surface. Its relentless growl seemed to echo the secrets it held, a reminder of nature's unpredictable and formidable forces.
Right at the riverbank sat a man dressed in different shades of blue. His long white hair raced down his back, colored by seemingly random streaks of blue. Under the light of the setting sun, the man almost seemed to glow. Even the hand that reached out into the river's waters seemed a little translucent. However, right after Daphne rubbed her eye and looked again, it was opaque once more.