Chapter 26 Fire On The Cliffs

• The climb was brutal.
• The path up to Dawnridge was no trail at all, just jagged stone, thin air, and the constant threat of falling. Ivy's hands were scraped and bloodied from gripping the rock face. Kael moved above her, checking each foothold for stability, while Ren—paler by the hour—followed quietly behind.
• They’d been climbing since dawn, following the flickers of firelight they’d seen two nights before. No sign of the Hollowed here. No shadows whispering through trees.