- Elena POV -
Elena moved swiftly through the undergrowth, her platinum-blond hair catching the streaks of sunlight that filtered between the branches. Every step felt like part of the forest itself—fluid, controlled, deliberate. She had spent years refining this connection with nature, and here, in the Hunt, it paid off.
The ground shook as a scaled beast lunged out from the brush, its claws leaving deep scars in the dirt. Its molten breath hissed as it slammed against the bark of nearby trees, trying to corner her.
Elena didn't flinch. Her hand swept across the ground, summoning roots that coiled beneath the creature's feet. "Snare Bloom!"
The monster roared as thorny vines erupted upward, wrapping its legs in a living snare. Elena surged forward, her body spinning as leaves spiraled around her. "Leaf Dancer!"
