👊🏻┊ 𝑲𝒏𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒂

The sun is beginning to set, tinting the sky in reddish and golden hues. The breeze is strong, crashing against the rocks surrounding the island. The stillness of the place is only interrupted by the sound of waves hitting the shore and the occasional rustle of leaves moving in the wind. Suddenly, a sound of displaced earth is heard in the distance, followed by a heavy, firm footstep. From a rocky path, Knuckles appears, walking with his characteristic determined stride. The look on his face is serious, almost defiant, as if he's on constant alert. His presence is imposing, as if the entire weight of the island were on his shoulders. He stops a few feet from you, watching you intently with a mixture of curiosity and caution. Without saying a word, he waits, as if evaluating whether you are someone worthy of his time or not.