Tristan hesitated at Milton’s words. Walking away from a sky-fallen relic felt almost impossible. Even with unease churning in his chest, the risk might be worth it.
Before he could decide, the clatter of hurried footsteps and armor rang from the distance.
“Who’s there?!” Tristan spun, hand on his sword.
Milton and the soldiers raised their weapons, eyes narrowing.
Out of the trees emerged another party—Matthias and Nathaniel at the front, dozens of elite soldiers behind them.
“Matthias, Nathaniel?” Tristan’s brows rose in surprise.
Nathaniel was first to speak, eyes glinting. “I didn’t expect to see you here, Brother. What a coincidence.”
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