The faint chill of the air deepened as the group pressed onward through the rugged terrain. The jagged peaks surrounding the Shadow Spire loomed larger with every step, their menacing silhouettes etched against the slate-gray sky. The tension between them was palpable, silence hanging like a fragile thread that could snap at any moment.
Adira glanced at Kael, his expression as unreadable as ever, his strides purposeful despite the strain etched on his face. Her thoughts churned. His decision to hold back the attackers in Thrynn had been reckless, though undeniably effective. Yet she couldn't help but wonder what secrets he still harbored.
"Are we just going to pretend nothing happened back there?" Finn's voice broke through her reverie, sharp and edged with frustration.
"Drop it," Kane muttered, his tone brooking no argument.
Finn wasn't one to let things go. "He nearly got himself killed! What's the plan if he pulls another stunt like that?"
