“I've still got one," Camila replied.

Taking it, Willie nodded. "I'll go on ahead." With that, he departed, keeping low to the ground.

He straightened up once he was a safe distance away from Forrest and Camila, scanning his surroundings carefully.

Feeling confident in his isolation, he prepared to call out.

But before he could utter a word, a scream shattered the silence, causing Willie's heart to race.

“What's happening?" he shouted, rushing back towards the sound.

As Camila and Forrest prepared to retreat, a sudden grasp caught Camila's arm.

Forrest's eyes widened with recognition-it was Isaac!

A smile broke across his face. “Isaac!"

Isaac's expression turned puzzled. “Forrest?”

Just now, Isaac, who was cautious all the time, heard some noise amidst the rustle of the grass.

He was unable to pinpoint the source of the noise without sight.

He refrained from making any noise.

Seizing the opportunity, he wasted no time in confronting the figure closest to him.

"Isaac?" Camila turned around.

It was indeed him!

Her surprise evident, she spun back, wrapping him in a tight embrace.

"Is it really you?"

She hugged him tightly, relief flooding through her. "I've been so worried about you."

Seeing Isaac's unexpected return, she quickly checked him over. “Are you okay? We heard a gunshot."