Chapter 42
#MBTACChapter42 — The group emerged from the clearing, their steps cautious but determined. The oppressive air of the cursed lands seemed to ease slightly, though the shadows still clung to the edges of their vision. Iviel tightened her grip on the charm, its warmth giving her a sense of security she didn’t entirely understand but was grateful for. Nimbus padded silently beside her, his fur still bristled, his glowing eyes scanning every inch of their surroundings. “Are we close to the next marker?” Iviel asked, breaking the heavy silence. Her voice echoed faintly, swallowed by the dense forest. Lyra, who had taken the lead, glanced back and nodded. “Not far. If the map is accurate, it should be just beyond that ridge.” She pointed to a rise in the landscape ahead, the trees thinning
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