Chapter 5983
He sent the question back across the snow.
“And you, Luther—where will your feet carry you now?”
Luther’s shoulders sagged. The greenish fire in his eyes dimmed as he muttered, “The Door of Reincarnation is gone. My clan may already be dead. I have nowhere left to return.”
Jared watched the once-proud ghost sink into silence, the ragged cloak hanging from him like damp ash.
Memory supplied fractured images—towers carved from bone, banquet halls lit by soul-lanterns—an empire reduced to scattered survivors.
Pity rose in Jared’s chest, thin but undeniable.
After a pause long enough for the wind to thread between them, he said, “If nowhere feels safe, walk with me. I just arrived on level thirteen. I could use someone who knows the edges.”
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