Chapter 87: The Breaking Dawn

Chapter 87: The Breaking Dawn

The fortress lay in ruins, its shattered stones glowing faintly under the pale light of dawn. Smoke curled into the air, carrying the acrid stench of destruction. Alex stood at the edge of the rubble, staring at the abyss where Calista had disappeared. The faint echoes of her last words still haunted her ears.

"I'm sorry."

The others were silent. Ethan leaned heavily on Kai, his breathing shallow but steady. Liora crouched nearby, patching Soren's wounds with shaky hands. None of them spoke of what had just transpired. None dared to acknowledge the unspoken truth—they had lost more than a friend.

They had lost faith.

"Alex," Liora finally broke the silence, her voice soft but firm. "We need to move. The cultists won't stop hunting us, not after what we've done."