Chapter 2681
After resting for a while, Grace exhaled softly, trying to steady her nerves. She turned to look at the few who had chosen to stay.
Alongi’s eyes were resolute. The two remaining guards, though pale and exhausted, held their weapons in a death grip, refusing to waver. Old Jhangi leaned against the rock wall, his broken arm wrapped in cloth, his eyes dull but calm—resigned, yet quietly steadfast. Stevie stood beside him, worry etched across his face.
Finally, Grace’s gaze fell on Logan. His eyes were still closed, his breathing deep and even, as if the chaos of the outside world had never touched him. That quiet composure, so detached and unwavering, somehow eased the storm in her own heart.
“Let’s go.”
Her voice, though calm, carried a steel-like resolve—a tone that left no room for hesitation.
Logan opened his eyes just then, nodded slightly, and without another word, took the lead toward the narrow passage that stretched into the unknown.