Nineteen:
The only thing we crossed paths with was a random wild coyote with iron bristles along with its fur. Talia shot the thing with a lane in a single killing blow, just in case. I practically had to force her not to give the creature a proper funeral. Considering how efficiently she can kill, one never notices just how tender and genuine the Winter Princess was at heart.
“Just past these trees.”
Cali informed us, and I didn’t immediately see the entrance to the tunnel. All that appeared to exist ahead of us were a maze of iron brambles. It wasn’t until I noticed the aged blood paths, that I could see Cali had placed an illusion.
“Clever lass.”
I murmured, and Morgana nodded in agreement. Cali raised her hand and waved it ahead of her. She unwove the illusions obscuring our ent
