Chapter 160: The Endgame [1]
[Before the Attack]
The campfire crackled softly, its orange glow painting Kyle’s face.
The quiet was deep. The kind of stillness that pressed into your ears and made even the smallest sound feel loud.
Kyle sat by the fire, staring into the flames. His mind racing despite his calm expression.
The shadows behind him shifted slightly.
Kyle didn’t turn.
"I was wondering when you would show up."
From the darkness. Eleanora stepped out.
Her cloak fluttered softly behind her as she moved. Her presence silent and smooth like she’d been carved out of the night itself.
The firelight lit the edge of her pale blonde hair and the deep red in her eyes, giving her an almost ghostly look.
"She took the bait," Eleanora said quietly.