Chapter 147
- Mandy’s POV
- The descent from the Forgotten Temple was quiet—too quiet for a group that had just defied the odds and found sanctuary. I walked near the back, close enough to see Caitlyn’s silhouette ahead, small and slouched beneath her cloak, the tip of her fox toy poking from her pack like a forgotten limb.
- It should have felt like relief, but it didn’t. The woods had changed.