Don't Give Up Your Ghost

As she stood beside the brute's shoulder with her own, she was about to move forward to head out of the forest. But her eyes caught a glance of a thick fog coming in between the trees. It moved quickly, almost like a giant blew it in their direction. She did pull backwards as it started to get closer, bumping into the brute slightly but didn't turn around to blush or apologize. It didn't seem to be an issue at first, but as the fog surrounded everything around them, her breath started to get shallow. Almost like the air was thin like they were up on a mountain, but the fog was incredibly thick so maybe that was it to.  Along with not being able to see any of the trees or waterways around them anymore, Viper's breath was nearly being pulled from her chest, but she was still surprisingly calm physically, maybe not so much mentally.

"Viper"