Prologue: The Emerald Guardian’s Awakening
The moon hung low over the misty Guatemalan highlands, its pale glow illuminating the dense jungle with an eerie silver haze. The sound of distant howler monkeys echoed through the canopy as the air hummed with unseen energy. Deep within the foliage, a figure moved with silent precision — a man with piercing eyes that glowed like twin flames of azure and green.
Reymundo's heart pounded harder than usual tonight. Something was wrong. He could feel it
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