Ambush (Low-poly)

sketchfab

A group of soldiers moves stealthily through the dense underbrush, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of movement. The trees loom above them, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor that stretch and twist like living things. Suddenly, one soldier freezes, his finger raised in a silent warning to his comrades. They halt, their faces tense with anticipation, as a figure emerges from the trees ahead. It's a young woman, dressed in tattered clothing and carrying a large pack on her back. She looks around cautiously, her eyes darting back and forth as if searching for something - or someone.