Chapter 52 The Forgotten Kin

• The Invitation of the Lost Tribe
• Elara had no time to react when the figures appeared from the undergrowth. Hidden in darkness, their eyes glowed with a terrible familiarity and their motions were quick and exact. Her fighters stiffened, hands naturally moving for their weapons, but a raised hand from the lead figure stopped the instant of violence.
• "You bear the mark," the man remarked, voice low but firm. "You do not belong to the enemy." .