Neal's brow furrowed as he looked over the map, his voice quieter now, laced with a sense of foreboding. "You mean—"
Elara's gaze settled heavily on Neal, her expression hard as stone. "Yes. I meant you, Jayla, and Jinzo will be accompanying Xianne and Xavion on their mission to recover the master bolts. Something tells me, they won't be the only ones after them."
"The Lycan will send someone—likely a proxy—to retrieve the bolts for her," Neal murmured. "She won't risk her identity being exposed just to get her hands on them."
"First, she has to find the ruins of Lycaon before she can even use the bolts," Elara said, pacing slowly as her mind worked through the possibilities.
