Hok Nerris wasted no time. After giving the brief introduction, he turned on his heels and began entering the forest without checking if they followed. His pace marked the rhythm. Firm, constant, without unnecessary pauses. Students reacted quickly, forming an irregular line as they followed him among the trees.
The artificial star's light filtered through the canopies, creating clear patches on the ground covered with leaves and damp earth. The air was fresh, with a slight smell of wood and vegetation. As they advanced, the terrain became more irregular. Roots protruded, small slopes forced them to adjust their footing.
Hok raised a hand without turning. The group stopped.
He crouched beside a low bush with small leaves and serrated edges. With two fingers, he pushed aside some branches and exposed an area where the earth was slightly disturbed.
"First common error," he said, pointing at the ground. "Walking without looking."
