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Aaron POV

The moonlit path led us deeper into the forest, our footsteps steady and determined. Every rustle of leaves, every fleeting shadow, seemed to echo the gravity of our mission. With every step, the anticipation built, urging us onward.

The forest canopy seemed to close in around us, the trees forming a protective yet eerie barrier. The air was thick with an uncanny silence, a silence that whispered of hidden dangers and secrets lurking in the shadows.

As we ventured forward, the trail split into two distinct paths. The crossroads loomed ahead, a fork in the road that mirrored the uncertainty gnawing at my gut. I exchanged a glance with my men, their expressions mirroring my own confusion. Which path should we take?

Lost in my thoughts, I hardly noticed the presence of an old man until he stood before us. His eyes were ancient, filled with a depth of knowledge that seemed to penetrate my very soul. His voice, when he spoke, was a low, weathered rumble.

"Ah, travelers at a cross
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