Raina's expression was a mixture of intrigue and resolve "We're on a mission to restore balance as well. I am Raina, and these are my companions, Rue and Tilla." 

“Hi Marsh,i’m Rue!” greeted Rue. “I’m Tilla,nice to meet you Marsh!” 

Marsh's eyes seemed to twinkle as he regarded them. "Yours is a noble quest, indeed. The realm's energies are shifting, and it takes strong hearts to navigate its currents." 

Tilla gave him a questioning look. "Have you heard of The Dark Eye? They seek to summon dark spirits and bring chaos to our world." 

Marsh's expression grew somber. "Ah, The Dark Eye—an ominous presence. Their motives are as murky as the depths of the forest. They threaten the delicate balance of nature." 

Raina's resolve burned bright. "We are resolved to put an end to their actions. We're headed to the Rain Temple in the far east to perform a sacred ritual that will cleanse the land of the miasma they plan to unleash." 

Marsh's eyes glinted with resolve. "Then I'll join you. If there's a chance to thwart this threat and restore balance, I want to be a part of it." 

Raina regarded Marsh with a lot of gratitude. "We appreciate your willingness to help, Marsh." Tilla added with a nod, "The more allies we have, the better our chances." 

Rue's grin was friendly. "Another ally on our journey. Welcome aboard!" 

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the desert sands, Raina and her companions continued their journey. The air was thick with anticipation, and the sense of camaraderie among them was palpable. Little did they know that danger lurked in the shadows, waiting to strike. 

In the distance, amidst the shifting dunes, a group of figures emerged. Their forms were obscured by the sandstorm they kicked up as they approached, but there was an air of malevolence about them that sent a shiver down Raina's spine. 

Rue's hand instinctively went to his side, ready to summon his Wolf flames. "Something's not right. Keep your guard up, everyone." 

Tilla's grip on Rue’s shoulder tightened as she watched the figures draw closer. "These aren't ordinary travelers. I have goosebumps” 

Marsh notched an arrow to his bow, his eyes sharp and focused. "Prepare for trouble. We won't be caught off guard." 

As the figures neared, the sandstorm began to clear, revealing their true nature—thugs dressed in dark attire, their eyes gleaming with malevolent intent. They were unmistakably thugs of The Dark Eye. 

The leader of the group, a burly figure with a sneer on his lips, stepped forward. "Well, well, what do we have here? A little band of heroes, trying to save the world?" 

Raina's was firm, her expression unshakable. "We won't let you succeed. Your plans end here." 

The thug chuckled darkly, his voice dripping with scorn. "You're a brave one, aren't you? But bravery won't save you from the darkness." 

 With a gesture from their leader, the thugs advanced, surrounding Raina, Rue, Tilla, and Marsh. The tension in the air was palpable as the battle was about to begin.