As Andy followed Luna's gaze, he saw a figure standing in the distance, shrouded in shadows. The rustling noise had stopped, and an eerie silence had fallen over the cave.
Luna took another step forward, her eyes fixed on the figure. "It's okay," she repeated. "I think it's a...a person."
Andy's grip on his sword loosened slightly, but he still felt a sense of unease. Who was this person, and what were they doing in the cave?
Elara's eyes were wide with fear, and she clung to Andy's arm. "What if it's one of them?" she whispered.
Andy's heart was racing as he looked at the figure. He couldn't make out any features, but he sensed that it was indeed a person.
Luna took another step forward, her hand extended. "Hello?" she called out softly. "Is anyone there?"
The figure didn't move, but Andy sensed a slight shift in its posture. It was listening to them, he was sure of it.
Suddenly, the figure stepped forward, and Andy saw that it was a woman with long, flowing hair and piercing green eyes. She was dressed in a flowing white robe, and she regarded them with a calm, almost ethereal gaze.
Luna's eyes widened in surprise, and she took a step back. "You're...you're the Oracle," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
The woman nodded, her eyes fixed on Luna. "I am," she said. "And you, young ones, are in grave danger."
Andy's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the Oracle. What did she mean? What kind of danger were they in?
The Oracle's eyes seemed to bore into his soul, and he felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew that their journey was about to take a dramatic turn.