The only survivor

It was just an ordinary day for the group of adventurers. The sun filtered through the dense canopy of the forest, casting a dance of light and shadow on the leaf-covered ground. The silence was almost comforting, broken only by the soft sound of their footsteps and the rustling of leaves. They were there to explore an unknown area, seemingly peaceful, far from the usual battles and confrontations with fierce creatures. A day of rest, some would say, though in their lives, rest always carried a certain level of tension.

However, as they pressed on, the carefree laughter turned into genuine chuckles when one of the members, Loran, tripped over something. "Hey, watch your step, Loran!" one of the companions shouted, laughing as they saw him sprawled on the ground.