Akan: welding metal Shields ready, take.
grabbing the shield Thanks for this, Akan. Where's the sword?
hands a sharp blade to Kimbeen Here, Kimbeen. Sharp as my temper.
slicing through vines Damn, Akan. This is savage. What now?
narrows eyes, assessing surroundings We find shelter. Food. Water. Survive this jungle.
pondering Over there, some ruins. Might be something useful. Lead the way, Akan.
grunts and starts walking towards the ruins Follow. No nonsense.
following Akan Stick close, Akan. Your instincts might save us.
raises hand, signaling Kimbeen to stop Quiet. Listen. Something nearby.
alert, scanning the area What is it, Akan?
tightens grip on weapon, cautiously moves forward Not sure yet. Stay close.
whispering Got your back, Akan. Just be careful.
scans surroundings, spots a hidden trap, swiftly disables it Trap avoided. Next threat, Kimbeen.
relieved Good job, Akan. Let's keep moving then.
swiftly moves through the ruins, searching for supplies Weapons. Armor. Defenses. Find them, Kimbeen.
picking up an old spear This should do for now. Any armor?
spots a pile of discarded armor, picks through the rust and dents Armor found. Good condition. Grab some, Kimbeen.
equipping the armor Feels like old times, Akan. Ready to roll. What's next?
spots a map on the wall, snatches it up Map. Important. We need it. Kimbeen, follow.
glancing at the map Looks like we're not alone here. Danger's close.
As Akan and Kimbeen venture deeper into the ruins, they encounter a group of dangerous, mutated creatures who have made the jungle their home.