The dawn light filtered through the dense forest canopy, painting the ground in patterns of gold and shadow. Celeste adjusted the strap on her gear, her jaw tight with determination. She’d barely slept, mind spinning with thoughts of the rogue attacks and Link’s sudden appearance.
There was something unsettling about the whole situation, and despite Hunter’s reassurances, she couldn’t shake the feeling that they were missing a critical piece of the puzzle.
Hunter’s voice broke through her thoughts. “You’re thinking too hard again.”
She shot him a glare, but he just grinned. “It’s called strategizing. Maybe you should try it sometime instead of just charging in headfirst.”
He gave a mock gasp. “Me? Reckless? Never.”
Lisa appeared at Celeste’s elbow, holding a steaming cup of coffee. “
