Reincarnated in an Otome game named "Intertwined fates" as a villainess.

Chapter - 47 Disappearance of Adonis.

The group continued their trek through the dense forest, the shadows of the trees growing longer as the sun began to dip lower in the sky. The hunt was on, but there was an undercurrent of tension that seemed to cling to them, unspoken but palpable. Each member of the group remained vigilant, their senses heightened from their encounter with the beast, and yet, their minds couldn't fully shake the feeling that something more sinister was afoot.

Adonis, although initially apprehensive, had insisted on joining them despite the recent dangers that had surrounded her. She walked beside Lucas, her eyes scanning the path ahead, her thoughts clearly occupied by the mysterious forces that seemed to be targeting her. It was a situation that unsettled her, yet she was determined to prove that she could handle herself.

As the group made their way deeper into the heart of the forest, they were focused on their task, searching for creatures to hunt. There were occasional rustles in the trees, but nothing substantial. The forest seemed eerily quiet for the most part, the only sounds being the crunch of leaves underfoot and the occasional chirp of birds high in the trees.

Adonis, however, seemed distracted. She wasn't as engaged in the hunt as the others. Her thoughts kept drifting to the recent attacks on her life, and no matter how much she tried to shake the feeling, she couldn't quite ignore the growing sense that something was wrong—something that couldn't be solved just by hunting down the creatures of the forest.

Lucas noticed the distant look in her eyes, and his protective instinct flared up. He took a step closer to her. "Adonis," he said softly, his voice a low murmur, "if you're feeling uneasy, you don't have to keep up the hunt. You know we've got your back."

Adonis gave him a small, reassuring smile. "It's alright, Lucas. I'm fine. I just... can't shake the feeling that something's not right."

Before Lucas could respond, the atmosphere around them seemed to shift. The air grew heavier, and the once tranquil forest suddenly felt oppressive, as if it were holding its breath. The group instinctively slowed down, each of them sensing the change but unable to pinpoint the cause.

Suddenly, a flash of movement caught Lucas's attention. He whipped his head around, his hand instinctively reaching for his staff, but by the time he turned back to Adonis, she was gone.

"Adonis?!" Lucas called out, panic creeping into his voice. His protective wards around the group flared to life, a shimmering glow spreading through the air—but it was too late.

Adonis had vanished.

The others turned in confusion, looking for any sign of her. Asher, who had been trailing behind, cursed under his breath and dashed forward, his eyes scanning the forest floor for any sign of her presence. "Where the hell did she go?" he muttered.

Zavier, his face grim, immediately began issuing commands. "Spread out! Check the perimeter! We'll search in pairs."

Lucas stood frozen for a moment, his mind reeling. Something was terribly wrong. His protective spell—one that was meant to keep track of Adonis—had just alerted him to something horrifying.

Adonis is in immediate danger. She's been taken.

The message echoed in his mind, a wave of cold dread sweeping over him. He had failed. He hadn't sensed the abduction in time, hadn't noticed the subtle disruption in the air around them.

"Lucas?" Zavier's voice broke through his thoughts. "What's going on? What do you know?"

Lucas blinked, his face pale. "She's been abducted. I... I should've sensed it sooner. My spell—it's telling me she's in immediate danger."

"What?!" Winston's voice cracked with alarm. "How could this happen? We were all right here!"

"I don't know," Lucas admitted, his voice tight with frustration. "Whoever took her—did so without us noticing. We need to find her now."

Asher, his eyes narrowed in determination, already began scanning the trees for any clues. "We won't let them get away with this."

Zavier's mind raced as he quickly formulated a plan. "Alright, we know she's not far. We'll split up. Lucas, stay with me—your magic can help track her. The rest of you, search the immediate area. Move quickly."

The group broke into action, each of them using their strengths to search the forest. But the more they searched, the more they realized just how meticulous the abduction had been. There was no sign of a struggle, no traces left behind—nothing that would suggest someone had taken Adonis from right under their noses.

As they searched, the forest around them seemed to grow darker, the shadows deeper. The once comforting rustle of the trees now felt threatening, as if the forest itself were hiding the truth. Each step forward only made the air feel heavier.

Lucas was frantic. He kept his staff close, murmuring protective spells, hoping for any sign that would lead them to Adonis. He couldn't shake the feeling that something dark and twisted was lurking in the depths of the woods, watching them.

As the sun sank lower and the light began to fade, the search grew more desperate. Time was running out.

Winston was the first to find something. His eyes narrowed as he crouched down near the base of a tree, his hand brushing against something faintly glowing. A sigil.

"What's this?" Winston muttered, reaching down to trace the markings.

Lucas hurried over, his eyes locking onto the symbol. It was unlike anything he had seen before—a dark, almost malevolent sigil that seemed to hum with a sinister energy.

"This isn't just a random symbol," Lucas said, his voice low and uneasy. "This is a marker. Someone—no, something—has been here."

"Do you recognize it?" Zavier asked, his voice sharp.

Lucas nodded slowly, his face grim. "It's a sigil of the Dark Veil, a group of powerful individuals known for their ability to manipulate shadows and steal people away without a trace. They specialize in abductions—people, magic, anything they can use."

"Dark Veil?" Asher frowned. "Why would they want Adonis?"

"I don't know," Lucas replied, his voice trembling. "But it's bad. If they've taken her, we're dealing with something far worse than we realized."

"Then we don't waste any more time," Zavier said, his eyes dark with determination. "We find her. And we make sure whoever's behind this pays for taking one of our own."

The group fell into line, their resolve hardened. They weren't just hunting creatures anymore—they were hunting something far more dangerous. And they would stop at nothing to bring Adonis back.

As the darkness of the forest deepened around them, the weight of the situation settled over them. Whoever had taken Adonis had made a grave mistake. The hunt for her had just begun.