“Who did this?” I asked out loud.
Then I heard footsteps.
I turned immediately, ready to fight again if needed.
Someone walked toward us from the trees.
It was Cane.
Relief hit me so hard that my shoulders relaxed instantly. He looked calm as always, but I could see the urgency in his eyes. Behind him, Daphne stepped out, her expression serious. And then finally, I saw Riley.
She was holding the strangest weapon I had ever seen.
My eyes stayed on her as she walked closer, and I did not even try to hide it. She looked confident, her hair tied back, her clothes simple but practical, and the weapon in her hands looked both advanced and dangerous.
It was long but not bulky, shaped like a sleek rifle, but there were no visible bullets or chambers. The surface looked metallic and dark, w
