Chapter 67

• “Mom,” Gala whispered softly.
• He handed her a mug of hot chocolate he’d just prepared, hoping it would warm her up. The air outside was brutally cold, close to minus ten degrees, and it was still only midday. According to Dice, it could drop to minus fifteen after dark.
• The wooden cabin they’d taken shelter in sat near the edge of a forest, not far from a slow-running river. Dice said it was a private hideout once owned by Xavier Timekeeper, tucked away in East Metro. A place where he used to retreat, train, and reflect.