Chapter 28: Blood Pact Talent
I was deeply immersed in the diary, barely noticing that night had crept in.
Shuffling footsteps snapped me out of it, and my face whipped toward the sound—Blade was approaching, carrying a deer on his shoulder.
It had a clean cut to the neck. No other injuries.
"Tonight we feast... tomorrow we return as heroes!" he laughed, and the others laughed with him.
Pa!
I shut the diary with a loud slap and watched them approach. As they got closer, their eyes flicked to the book in my hands, then to the crate filled with old tomes.
"What’s going on?" Blade asked, slowly pulling the deer off his shoulder and dropping it to the ground with a dull thud. "Weren’t you planning to rest?"
I simply shook my head and stood.
"I did," I lied, calmly. "Then I decided to go through these books in search of a clue on how to open the vault."
Buzz!
The air shifted.