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FIFTY THREE

Author: MissJuly
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-14 22:03:56

ELDON’S POV

‘Eldora, wake up. It’s night time.’ Ezra’s voice brushes against my mind, his presence a light pressure against my arm that rouses me from half-dreams.

I blink once, then push myself upright from the rough bark of the tree I’d been leaning on. My joints crack faintly. “I’m up.” The words drag out in a low yawn.

‘Get ready. You need to climb the leaderboard tonight. We’ve already lost hours waiting for darkness.’

“That couldn’t be helped,” I murmur, rolling my shoulders. “Orcs would spot me from a mile away if I’d moved in daylight.” My hands are already working—closing the small iron pins I’d set in a rough circle, the faint tang of iron still clinging to my fingertips. Those pins had masked my scent and kept stray monsters at bay while I slept.

Earlier, I’d walked the edges of this territory, mapping the orcs’ paths in my head. Ezra’s sharp senses had caught the hidden device before I had—a Beast Lure, buried shallow in the soil here.

Orcs have big frames, green skin, tho
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