After calming down and having a proper meeting about what to do with the humans camping outside the [Cursed Forest]—everyone in the room started assigning roles to themselves. The air in the conference room was no longer filled with the sharp, jagged edges of panic. Instead, it was thick with a heavy, professional focus.
The leaders of the village looked at one another, realizing that the home they were building was now under a direct threat.
"We'll keep an eye on them from afar and report everything they do."
Skul suggested. He leaned over the table, his small frame looking much more mature than when he had first arrived at the territory. He and his little brother volunteered to monitor the humans. They were the best suited for it; their small size and natural ability to blend into the shadows made them nearly invisible in the dense foliage of the forest.
