Chapter 61

• The path ahead grew increasingly treacherous. The trail, already narrow, began to press against a sheer cliff on one side, while on the other it dropped into a dizzying abyss. The horses shifted nervously, occasionally slipping on loose stones.
• Corvo ordered everyone to dismount and lead their horses by the reins to avoid an accident.
• The tension within the company grew with every step. Any bend could conceal a new danger, and the soldiers instinctively tightened their grips on their swords, their eyes sweeping over every ledge and shadow.