Chapter 60: New Challenges
When Brae regained consciousness, she found herself lying next to Trum, Juith, and Kyle. A sharp pain coursed through her neck as she tried to recall how they had ended up in this situation. Fragments of memory flickered in her mind—Nioh’s devilish grin, the swift brutality of his attack.
Her pulse quickened.
She hastily shook her companions. "Wake up!" Her voice was hoarse, laced with urgency.
Groans filled the air as the others stirred, their bodies aching from the sudden betrayal.
"He took the package," she muttered, her stomach twisting with frustration.
Juith clenched her fists. "We should’ve never trusted him."
"And now we’re stranded, with nowhere to go."
Trum rubbed his temples, trying to gauge their surroundings. "How much time has passed since we were knocked out?"
Before they could fully process their predicament, the air around them rumbled. A shadow loomed overhead.
Brae’s eyes widened. "Shit."
A massive military ship hovered above them, its sleek black hull reflecting the pale sky. With a sharp mechanical hiss, the latch beneath the ship opened.