Chapter 67 The Tides Of War

• The camp was eerily quiet when Nyssa stepped into the clearing. A dozen eyes turned toward her at once, expressions ranging from shock to relief—and one burning with barely contained fury.
• Klaus.
• For the first time, he wasn’t looking at her with his usual composed indifference or sharp amusement. No, this time, his gaze was hard, his jaw clenched, and his entire body coiled with barely restrained emotion.