The forest beyond Tashi Village was quiet, too quiet. The wind rustled through the silver-leaved trees, carrying only the faint echo of the recent battle. The air smelled faintly of ash and blood.
Juno tightened the straps on his gloves and looked at the treeline.
"I'll go look for him in the woods."
His voice was low, but firm, the same tone he used when he had already decided something.
Khael turned to him. "They said Master Vince had the Shard of Flesh… if that's true, then he's being hunted."
He clenched his fist, his knuckles whitening. "Where did he go..."
Ceyla, who had been quietly cleaning her blade, sheathed it and looked at Khael with a calm smile.
"Don't overthink too much, Khael."
He blinked, surprised by her steady tone. "Ceyla..."
