There was an uncomfortable stillness with the dawn. As the morning sun peeked over the horizon, the ruins surrounding them remained still, creating long, jagged shadows. Gazing off into the distance, Zara stood at the edge of their temporary tent with her arms folded securely across her breast. Silently, Kael moved closer, his presence a reassuring presence in the anxious atmosphere.
Zara responded, "We can’t linger," without glancing at him. Despite her firmness, there was a hint of fatigue in her voice.
Kael nodded and glanced at Elara and Lyra, who were sitting a few feet away from him, their heads pressed together as they looked at an ancient map they had managed to save. Elara's resourcefulness frequently provided answers to issues they hadn't foreseen, while Lyra's analytical mind had proved crucial in negotiating the perilous terrain.
Kael pointed to the two and remarked, "Lyra believes there may be another way through the cliffs." "But it’s risky."
Zara's brow furrowed as she
