Blood moon : sinking

Otto POV:

I saw the way you looked at her," Olfgan said, his voice laced with a mixture of suspicion and intrigue. ,"It seems you recognize her."

I gritted my teeth, my frustration mounting with each passing moment. The last thing I needed was someone probing into my personal affairs, especially when the stakes were high and our mission was of the utmost importance.

"Can't we just keep quiet and focus on the journey?" I snapped, my tone tinged with anger. I didn't want to entertain olfgan suspicions or delve into the intricacies of my past. There was too much at stake, and any distractions could prove disastrous.

Olfgan seemed taken aback by my response, his gaze shifting away momentarily. Perhaps he realized the gravity of the situation and the need for unwavering focus. After a brief silence, we continued our journey in silence, the sound of our footsteps punctuating the tension that lingered between us.

The path before us was treacherous, with shadows cast by towering trees and the