Chapter 143: Two Sides Of The Same Coin
Another thunderous roar echoed across the land as the ocean fell. Torrents of blackened water slammed into the earth like a god’s wrath unleashed. The world shook beneath its weight, but the barriers held.
Dune exhaled shakily, his body tense even as the flood slid past the shimmering dome that surrounded them.
They had survived.
For now.
His stomach twisted, empty and aching. How long had it been since he got here? Two days? Maybe more.
Ocean fell three times, that means it has been 36 hours since he got here. But that would only be true if days here worked in a same way as they did on earth.
The only thing keeping him from collapsing was the steady pulse of Neba he kept channeling through his limbs to stay conscious.
Syras hadn’t fared much better. He sat curled in a corner of the cage, hugging his knees as his stomach growled louder than the ocean.
Dune shifted slightly, pushing himself up and knocking his hand softly against one of the cage bars. The metal clinked dully, the vibration traveling through the barrier.
The Yellow Fox turned her head. Her golden mask gleamed faintly in the moonlight as she met Dune’s eyes. He pointed at the cage, then at her, making a subtle motion, a request.
Touch the cage.