Chapter 77 – Watchful Eyes

The sting on my head lingered.

Even after we had settled things, Celia still made sure to get her revenge with a well-placed knock. She didn't even look guilty about it.

I sighed, rubbing the spot as we walked.

The camp stretched before us, its loose formation scattered across the clearing like the remnants of a broken army, small groups forming where people had naturally clustered. The Wanderers had all received their exoskeleton bio-armors.. each unique in design, yet unified in purpose. The soft hum of shifting metal and synthetic plating filled the air, armor adjusting to movements like second skins.

We moved through the camp, weaving past other Wanderers, until we reached where Jess, Uvan, and Lovia stood.

The three of them were already deep in conversation.