Chapter 15: One Step

Chapter 15: One Step

I stood and dusted off my clothes—or tried to. Mud caked everything: tunic, pants, shoes, even my face probably streaked with dirt and dried blood. No chance to clean up in the forest without getting jumped again. I’d have to enter the city looking like I’d crawled out of a grave and pray the quest reward covered a bath.

I glanced at the soldiers. They moved with the easy confidence of people who’d seen this kind of night too many times—experienced, no panic. Maybe they knew something about the floating boxes I kept seeing? Long shot, but worth asking.

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