Chapter Thirty-Seven
It’s night time on the world we end up in, with faint light from four differently sized moons illuminating a flat, whitish surface. It looks like a salt desert, with the crystals gleaming serenely in the moonlight.
“Now what?” Itzel asks.
Felix turns toward her. “Can you walk away from us? Sasha could then get a vision of what happens in our near future and—”
“No,” Ariel says sternly. “It’s too dangerous. We stay together.”
“You don’t want me to go, anyway,” Itzel says. “These suits might need my power boost at any moment.”
The brightest of the four moons dims for a second, catching my attention.
“Are you seeing that?” I wave at the sky. “Please tell me it’s a cloud.”
Before my friends can reply, I see that it is not a cloud.
Either the toxins from the prior w
