Chapter 35: Kai(1)
Kai's breath was ragged by the time they reached the river's edge.
He hadn't even realized how hard he'd been running how fast his legs had pumped across the uneven, flower-choked ground, dodging monsters left and right, cutting down snarling beasts when they got too close. His shoulders ached. His sword arm throbbed. His heart felt like it had been pounding in his throat for hours.
Beside him, Kathlyn was no better.
Her hands glowed faintly with heat, the air shimmering around her, but her steps had grown heavier. Her breath was clipped and shallow, her eyes darting constantly between Kai, the field, the monsters — and the river ahead.
That river.
Kai stared at it now, sweat sliding cold down the side of his face.
It was wrong.
It wasn't water.
It wasn't mist.
It was —
A flat stretch of pitch black, stretching in both directions as far as they could see. No ripples. No light reflecting off the surface. No movement.
