A cold shiver ran down Zeke's spine, causing the hairs on his neck to prickle. Initially, their journey through the jungle had proceeded without incident. However, upon passing a small pond of fresh water, an unsettling sensation began to gnaw at his consciousness. An inexplicable sense of unease settled over him, hinting at the presence of unseen dangers lurking within the depths of the dense foliage.

He peered into the darkness, his gaze sweeping over the gnarled trees, twisting vines, and lush foliage, yet discerning nothing amiss. Nonetheless, the feeling nagged at the back of his mind, whispering that they were not alone. Despite the absence of any visible threat, Zeke couldn't shake the sensation that unseen eyes were fixed upon them, observing their every move from the shadows.

“Do you see anything, Akasha?”

[Answer]

Negative.