The climb did not ease once they reached the high pass. If anything, the mountain grew harsher, as though it had been waiting for them.Loose gravel shifted under Ryan’s boots with every step. The air had thinned enough to burn his lungs, each breath sharp and dry. The cold here was different from the forest below; it did not bite, but settled, working its way into muscle and bone until movement itself became a conscious effort.Aria walked beside him, but she was no longer leaning on him. That alone told him more than anything she had said. Her steps were steady—not strong, not fully recovered, but controlled. She kept her arms close to her body, fingers flexing occasionally as if testing the limits of something only she could feel. The pull between them, the bond, remained, but it had changed again. It was quieter now. Not gone or broken, just contained.Caleb moved ahead of them, scanning the ridgeline. "You sure this is the right direction?" he called back without turning.Ryan di
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