Chapter 162

The faint glow of the next Nexus was a constant reminder that rest was a luxury they couldn’t afford for long. After a brief respite, the group moved on, their bodies aching but their resolve unbroken. The terrain became harsher, with jagged cliffs rising around them like the jaws of a beast. The air grew colder, and the sky above darkened, casting an ominous shadow over their path.

Henry’s shield scraped against a protruding rock as he adjusted his grip. “I don’t like this. It’s too quiet. Too... still.”

Charlotte nodded, her hand never leaving her quiver. “We’ve walked into ambushes before, but this feels different. Like the land itself is holding its breath.”

Dexter scanned the area, his senses heightened. His system was eerily silent, as though withholding information. That wasn’t a good sign. He tightened his grip on his blade, its faint glow a comforting presence in the encroaching gloom.

Then it hit—a wave of pressure so intense it brought them all to their knees. The ground sh
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