The pack spent the next several days in a state of constant vigilance, waiting for the darkness to make its next move. Marinetta could feel the tension in the air, a suffocating weight that pressed down on everyone. The once lively and bustling camp was now eerily quiet, with hushed conversations and worried glances exchanged between pack members.
Harley and Marinetta barely slept, taking turns keeping watch and planning their next steps. Despite their best efforts, the creeping darkness seemed to be spreading faster than they could contain it. Patches of corrupted land were starting to appear closer to the camp, and the air was thick with a sense of impending doom.
Aislinn had spent hours poring over old texts, searching for any information that might help them combat the darkness. But the more she read, the more hopeless their situation seemed.
