Artemis POV

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the underbrush. It was a woman, dressed in hiking gear and carrying a backpack. She looked around cautiously, her eyes scanning the area.

As soon as she saw us, she was frightened. She raised her hiking trails in a way that she wanted to defend herself with.

“Who are you?” She asked us, looking so scared, her voice trembling with fear.

Daymon and I exchanged a look, and without saying a word, we knew what we had to do. We slowly approached the woman, trying not to startle her.

As we got closer, the woman turned towards us. Her eyes widened in the...