Chapter 34 People Of Sekandre

• The road to Sekandre was long, winding, and eerily quiet. The sun was slipping lower behind the hills, casting long, jagged shadows across the forest path, but none of them spoke. Lucas stayed at the front, his shoulders tense, his hand never straying far from the hilt of his sword. Behind him, Agnes kept her eyes trained on the path, her usual sharp remarks absent. Bulb, however, trudged along in the rear, glancing from Lucas to Agnes, sensing the tension thick in the air.
• It wasn’t like them to be this quiet. Normally, Agnes would be pointing out flaws in Bulb’s navigation, and Bulb would fire back with his own sarcastic wit, but now even he felt the weight of silence pressing down on them.
• Bulb exhaled loudly, shoving the worn map into his satchel with an exaggerated sigh.