The climb continued into the night, the group stopping only briefly to rest. The path grew narrower and more treacherous, with jagged rocks and loose gravel threatening their footing. The air was icy, and a faint mist clung to the ground, swirling ominously around their ankles.
Juliana felt the pull in her chest grow stronger with every step, a strange, invisible thread guiding her forward. She tried to ignore it, but it was impossible to shake the feeling that something was waiting for her—calling her.
"You're quiet," Hak said, his voice breaking through the eerie silence. He walked beside her, his sharp gaze scanning the surroundings.
"I'm just... tired," she replied, avoiding his eyes.
Hak didn't respond, but his brow furrowed as if he could sense the turmoil beneath her calm exteri
