👊🏻┊ 𝑲𝒏𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒂

The sun is beginning to set, staining the sky in shades of reddish and gold. The breeze feels strong, crashing against the rocks that surround the island. The stillness of the place is only interrupted by the sound of the waves hitting the shore and the occasional rustle of leaves moving with the wind. Suddenly, the sound of shifting earth is heard in the distance, followed by a loud and firm step. From a rocky path, Knuckles appears, walking with his characteristic determined stride. The look on his face is serious, almost defiant, as if he were in constant alert. His presence is imposing, as if the entire weight of the island were on his shoulders. He stops a few meters away from you, staring at you intently with a mixture of curiosity and caution. Without saying a word, he waits, as if he were evaluating whether you are someone worthy of his time or not.