Sena couldn't tell if it was the storm or the sense of foreboding that made her shiver. The wind howled as it swept across the canyon, kicking up sand and dust in wild spirals. Despite the chaos of the storm, Caelum remained unfazed, leading her through the jagged terrain with practiced ease. His silence was like an anchor in the chaos around her, grounding her in a world that felt as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
Her legs were stiff from the ride, but the pain was nothing compared to the gnawing feeling of dread deep inside her chest. She had been running for what felt like hours, the storm making it hard to see anything beyond a few feet in front of her. Her senses were heightened, though—everything around her seemed amplified, from the rhythmic pounding of her heart to th
