The confrontation with the twisted form of Cole left us shaken, but we knew there was no turning back now. The elder's words echoed in my mind, reminding me that the wilderness would test our resolve and strength. We had to continue our journey, no matter how terrifying the path had become.
As we pressed on, the atmosphere grew even more oppressive. The air seemed to thicken with a malevolent energy, making each step feel like wading through a sea of darkness. Strange, shadowy figures danced at the edge of our vision, and the sound of haunting whispers echoed through the trees.
I could sense that Anna was becoming more uneasy with each passing moment. Her eyes darted around, searching for any sign of danger. Her flute remained clutched in her hand, ready to be used as both a weapon and a source of comfort.
"We must stay focused," I said, trying to steady my own nerves. "Whatever the wilderness throws at us, we can overcome it together."