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Chapter 120: The Broken Compass

Penulis: Yanny Starz
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-14 20:13:09

The world felt different. It wasn't just that the trees were straighter or the air was cleaner. It was a feeling in Liora’s bones, a quiet hum of rightness that hadn't been there before. The desperate, staticky fear that had been the background noise of their lives was gone. The pushback was over.

And it terrified her.

Peace felt like a trap. After so long running and fighting, the stillness was unnerving. Her eyes kept darting to the edges of the forest, waiting for the Hungry Silence or the Grey Song to reappear. But nothing came. Only the normal sounds of a waking forest: birds, the wind, the rustle of small animals.

They were all feeling it. Ronan kept flexing his hand around the handle of his axe, a restless energy with no outlet. Elara would pause in whatever she was doing, her healer's senses reaching out, finding no sickness, no injury to tend to, and looking almost lost.

And then there was Kael.

Her little boy, who should be taking his first wobbly steps, was instead walking
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