By the time the moon climbed high, her legs ached and the path had narrowed into a twisting trail.
She glanced at Nayeg, walking ahead. The man moved silently like a beast, and he looked utterly unbothered by the darkness pressing in.
Late at night, in the middle of an unfamiliar forest, following a man who looked like he could fight ten others with his bare hands: Maybe this isn't the smartest idea after all.
Her wolf hadn't spoken a word . She wondered if the demon realm had something to do with that.
That thought alone sent a shiver down her spine. If something were to attack them right now, they were in troubl. Real trouble.
They had walked in silence for a while, their boots crunching over the brittle leaves.
Then it occurred to Lara that they knew nothing about this Shadow vale.
"What's it really like?" she asked quietly. "The Shadow Vale. What should we expect once we enter?"
