Erik made his way through the thick forest. He was worn out and tense at the same time. He was engulfed in the pitch-black night, which made it difficult for him to see more than a few meters ahead of him. In these sections of the forest, where the density of the vegetation was particularly high, the branches that formed the canopy above blocked out even the most insignificant trace of moonlight. It was a maze of shadows, and every rustle of leaves and crack of twigs seemed to reverberate through the eerie stillness that pervaded the area.
As the awakener's thoughts turned to the nocturnal creatures that lived in the forest, the awakener's anxiety level increased. His awareness of these thaids and the danger they posed fueled his unease about the situation.