The hours leading up to the [Golden Star Festival] passed uneventfully, but tension loomed like a storm cloud over Alex, Alice, and Aurelia.
They stayed in the [Fox Tribe Village], waiting, resting and just enjoying themselves.
But despite the calm, Alex couldn't shake an unsettling feeling gnawing at him.
"Why aren't we going now?" Aurelia snapped as the festival timer ticked down to two hours.
She paced back and forth in the small clearing near Alera's home, her [Shadow Control Daggers] gleaming in the sunlight.
"..." Alex remained silent, his expression distant as if he were lost in thought.
Aurelia huffed.
"You're so stubborn sometimes! We could already be there preparing instead of just sitting around."
Logically, they should have left for [Star City] already.
Every instinct screamed for him to move, to get ahead of whatever was about to unfold.