Editing project

Looge oma Kopeeri

Libisema: 1
1. Ulrich: “Georg… the tree isn’t moving. No matter how hard I push, it’s crushing my leg.”
4. Georg: “Maybe the forest is mocking us.”
Libisema: 2
*Growling*
2. Ulrich: “Wolves.”
4. Ulrich: “They’re circling us, slow and patient.”
5. Georg: “I’ve faced enemies before, Ulrich, but never death itself.”
*Growling*
6. Ulrich: “Then we face it together. I refuse to die calling you my enemy.”
*Growling*
3. Georg: “Their growling, and lurking between the trees.”
*Growling*
Libisema: 3
Georg’s Ally 3: “Wait, George said ‘Go on,’ he was checking that dangerous precipitous hill full of predators, we must go!!”
Georg’s Ally 2: “The forest is getting thicker, we must go search for him”
Georg’s Ally 4: “Understood. Form up, keep your rifles ready, and maintain a tight perimeter. Stay sharp.
Georg’s Ally 1: “We’ve been searching for hours. Georg should’ve returned by now.”
The Znaeym’s Terriotory
Libisema: 0
2. Georg: “I’m trapped too. The cold is sinking into my bones, and the forest feels alive tonight.”
3. Ulrich: “After all these years of hatred, this is how we end, pinned together by the land we fought over.”
1. Georg: “Wait… do you hear that?”
*Growling*
*Growling*