Chapter 119 Tomb Raider's Reward Ch1

• It’s supposed to be hers.
• The temple is half-swallowed by the jungle, roots thicker than her thighs cracking the stone to pieces. Mosquitoes whine at her ears. Her boots sink in mud. But the idol — obsidian eyes gleaming under the shaft of her flashlight — is hers.
• She’s been chasing this ruin for months — maps tucked in her bra, bribes paid in backwater cantinas, bruises earned wrestling local mercs. She crawled through poison ivy and crumbling tunnels just to get here first.