Chapter 386: The Amulet’s Power

Nova’s POV

The journey to Shadowfang territory was slow and tense. Every rustle of leaves, every distant howl, put us on edge.

The warriors moved in near silence, their weapons ready, their gazes sharp.

The moon hung low in the sky, its pale light casting long shadows across the forest.

Drystan stayed close to me, his presence steady, though I could sense the storm raging beneath his calm exterior.

Neither of us spoke much. The weight of what we might find-and what it could mean for Liora’s sacrifice-hung heavily between us.