Sir Tristan, faced with the winding path along the edge of the woods, hesitates for a moment before pressing onward. As he travels, the air grows thick with tension, and the distant sound of wingbeats catches his attention.
Suddenly, a flock of ferocious harpies swoops down from the sky, their piercing shrieks filling the air. With quick reflexes, Sir Tristan raises his shield and sword, preparing to defend himself against the aerial onslaught.
After a fierce battle, Sir Tristan manages to fend off the harpies, though not without sustaining some injuries. As he catches his breath, he surveys the path ahead, which now leads to a critical decision point:
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