After leaving the devastated lakeside, Logan, Grace, and the rest of the group moved even more cautiously, threading their way through the dense and treacherous jungle.
Fairyharbor Island’s strangeness defied imagination. Seemingly quiet shrubs would sprout thorny vines without warning. Brightly colored flowers could spray paralyzing powder. Even the ground itself might turn into devouring quicksand at a single misstep.
Fortunately, with Logan leading—calm, unfathomable, and powerful—he sensed danger in advance or dissolved each crisis with understated ease, keeping the team safe.
After a full day and night of walking, the scenery suddenly opened up.
Before them rose a lush green bamboo forest. Tall, straight poles swayed gently, mist curled between the stalks, and the air carried the clean fragrance of bamboo. Compared with the perilous jungle behind them, it felt like a hidden paradise.
“This place… it’s so quiet,” one of the female guards whispered, her tense shoulders loosening.
Grace nodded slightly, but her eyes stayed wary.
“Anything unusual must be demonic. On Fairyharbor Island, the quieter the place, the more likely it hides unknown dangers.”
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