Mark shook his head to himself. "This isn't right. Damn it."
Realizing there was nothing he could do here—it wasn't like he could just walk up and ask the two tribal women what they were doing—Mark decided to retreat. He turned back, weaving his way through the trees toward where the others were waiting.
In his mind, a heavy certainty began to form. The influence of whatever had awakened... it had already reached this part of the forest.
Still, Mark clung to another possibility—one he desperately wanted to believe. Maybe those tribal women were simply performing an ancient ritual, something that had nothing to do with the awakening of the forest god.
Maybe he had just never seen it before because it was rarely done.
Yeah... hopefully, that was all it was.
Because if the influence truly had spread this far, then they might already be too late to stop anything.
