The group slowly moved along the shoreline, pebbles crunching underfoot.

Tristan led the way with one hand resting on his sword hilt, his eyes sharp as he scanned the surrounding vegetation.

After their encounter with the carnivorous plants, everyone remained on high alert. They didn't dare make a sound, fearing they might disturb whatever dangers lurked on the island.

Milton walked beside Tristan, carrying a branch to push aside the tangled vines. His weathered fingers brushed the vine surf