Kaderki and Adekate were both breathing heavily.
"We've been here for a week already. Something's wrong here, big brother. Something's definitely wrong." Adekate swallowed and wiped the blood from his face, his expression grave.
They had arrived at Kaderki's hunter's cabin and had been living there for over a week.
On the first day, they killed Bashmu, buried the two warriors, and conducted reconnaissance.
Over the next two days, Kaderki led the others in broader, more thorough exploration, then drew up a more detailed hunting plan.
But—
Something was wrong with the Cedar Forest.
What had the Cedar Forest been like before?
In Kaderki and Adekate's memories, even in the depths of winter, this place retained its exquisite beauty. Countless lives thrived here, and hunters always returned from this place smiling. It was nature at its finest: savage and beautiful.
And now?
On the fourth day, the injured had mostly regained their ability to move, so the hunters set out together and began the hunt.
But after they killed that Ugal, fierce winds arrived.
Accompanied by dark clouds, the Cedar Forest seemed to fall into night even though it was still daytime.
Then, after the wind and dark clouds, came torrential rain.
With no other choice, they hurriedly brought Ugal's corpse back to the hunter's cabin before making further plans.
But it did not end there.
Thunderstorms, tornadoes, hail, sandstorms—strange phenomena of all kinds struck at irregular intervals, severely disrupting the hunters' rhythm and even causing... unexpected injuries.
The hunters began to fall ill.
No one could withstand such abnormal weather.
"Something must have happened deep in the Cedar Forest—something we don't know about." Kaderki's expression was solemn as he looked through the canopy at the sky, which was still clear.
Who knew when it would descend into that kind