[Leo's POV]
I stood there with my sword raised, scanning the shadows where the sound had come from.
"Who is there? Come out."
Nothing.
The darkness between the trees was empty. The leaves had stopped moving. Whatever I had heard—whatever I had felt—was already gone.
I leveled the blade at the thicket of ferns, my heart slamming against my ribs. The black lightning had faded from the sword, leaving only thin smoke and the sharp smell of metal in the air.
Then I heard it again.
A rustle.
I tensed, ready to strike. But instead of something deadly, a small brown rabbit hopped out from the ferns. It paused, twitched its nose at the massive, smoking corpse of the Razor-Back Ravager, then scurried away into the dark.
"...Just a rabbit?" I lowered the sword, my shoulders sagging. "Get it together, Leo. You are getting jumpy."
