Chapter 157

The aftermath of the battle weighed heavily on them as they regrouped. Charlotte leaned on her bow, her chest rising and falling with exhaustion. Henry slumped against his shield, his armor battered and covered in scorch marks. Dexter, though weary, forced himself to remain upright, his mind racing as he replayed Aelara's mocking words.

The Shimmering Spires were still unstable, their glow dimmed but not extinguished. The faint hum of residual energy pulsed through the ground, a constant reminder that Aelara’s grip on reality had not been severed entirely.

“We can’t linger here,” Dexter said, breaking the heavy silence. His voice was firm, but the strain in his tone was evident. “The Spires might collapse further, and we don’t know what kind of reinforcements Aelara might send next.”

Henry grunted as he pushed himself upright, his shield slung over his back. “Reinforcements?” he muttered. “I’d say we’ve seen enough for one day.”

Charlotte gave a weak smile. “Somehow, I doubt she’ll gi
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