Rise Of The Broken Luna
I asked, looking around, trying to spot anything that seemed to stand out.
Derek stepped forward, pointing at an oddly shaped stone in front of the cave entrance. It kinda looked like a tooth?
“A fang,” Derek said, noticing my confusion. “It’s the symbol he used while he was with my grandfather.”
I looked back at the stone that looked natural despite its odd shape. Was it really a symbol or just a coincidence?
As Derek stepped into the cave without even bothering to call out first, I panicked.
“Wait, Your Highness!”
Derek paused, turning to me.