/-Alora-/
Allison's words continued to replay in my head, long after she disappeared into nothingness.
The warning replayed in my mind as I trailed behind Randall out of the room, unable to clear the mess from inside with the pack on edge and not with the weight of the growing tension pressing down upon us.
Each step felt heavier. Each breath felt shallow because the air felt different now that she was there.
Randall quickened his pace as the closer we came to the northern edge of the clearing, where Celia was already standing with a knot of warriors, circling in grave formation around something that lay on the ground. My heart plummeted at the sight of her face, pale, her eyes deep with concern.
"What happened?" Randall demanded.
Celia only threw a backward glance at me hastily. "
