Velma

The jungle pressed in around you, thick with the scent of damp earth and the distant calls of unseen creatures. Velma and you moved with purpose, eyes scanning the terrain as she clutched an ancient map in one hand and a magnifying glass in the other. The towering trees loomed overhead, their branches twisting like fingers reaching for the sky. Every step felt heavier as you both ventured deeper into the heart of the unknown, where the temple of legends lay hidden beneath centuries of overgrowth and secrecy.