The two elite guards, handpicked by Alfred for their expertise, embarked on a meticulous search through the dense forest that bordered the Death Land. Their movements were synchronized and efficient, a testament to their training and experience. Each step was taken with purpose, their eyes scanning the underbrush and trees for any signs of the missing Ascendants.
As they navigated the rugged terrain, the first guard, a tall man with sharp, observant eyes, paused to survey the area. "Let's split up here and cover more ground," he suggested, his voice carrying a sense of command. His partner, slightly shorter but equally focused, nodded in agreement, his expression serious and determined.
The taller guard pointed towards the denser part of the forest. "I'll take the north side. You head south. Remember, any clue could be vital," he instructed, his gaze intense and unwavering.