Rigel scowled at the map, his brow furrowed in concentration as he tried to decipher the ancient symbols etched into its surface. He had been searching for the lost city of Eldrid for years, and this latest lead was the closest he had come yet to finding it. But as he looked up from the map, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. As Rigel continued to study the map, a strange sensation began to build in his chest, rising steadily into an unease that he could not quite explain. He tried to brush it off as fatigue, but deep down he knew there was something more. Just as he made ready to pack up and leave, a sudden breeze of warm air carried a scent that was unmistakable - the smell of sand and salt, mixed with the faint tang of seaweed. "What's going on?" Rigel asked, looking around in confusion as he tried to make sense of the strange sensation that had taken hold of him. "I feel like I'm being watched." His companion