POV EMMA BELLE The air grew crisper with every mile we traveled, the humid salt of the coast giving way to the sharp, biting scent of pine and ancient stone. I rode at the front, my horse’s hooves clopping rhythmically against the mountain path. Lyra was strapped to my chest in a sling, her violet eyes wide as she watched the eagles circle the peaks. Caelum was, as usual, making life difficult for Félix, attempting to "blink" onto the heads of the passing vanguard soldiers."Caelum, if you teleport onto Magnus's shoulders one more time, I’m letting him put you in a sack," Félix warned, though his grin betrayed him. He looked healthy, his skin finally losing that sallow, ash-grey tint from the volcano, and his emerald aura was vibrant enough to light the path at dusk."He's just restless, Lixie," I said, reaching over to pat Félix’s hand. "He can feel the North. It’s calling to him.""It’s calling to all of us," Félix sighed, his gaze drifting to the snow-capped ridges ahead. "But it’
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