Chapter 2281 Swamp Secrets Stir
- Aragon scoffs, knees bending. "Swamp? I'll just fly over." He springs upward—but the air slams him down so fast sediment sprays.
- Emrys snaps a hand up, too late to help, heart bouncing with Aragon's body.
- Flat on his back, Aragon glares at the empty sky. "What kind of cursed swamp forbids the air itself?" His voice rattles reeds nearby.