Chapitre 502: Dastardly Lion

GAHRYE

He'd made it this far, now he was going to lose Elia to her beast in the WildWood?

Gahrye stumbled to his feet, cursing and ran for the tunnel just in time to see a burnished brown rump disappear around the corner, tail flashing before it blended into the wilderness behind it.

"Shit!" He ran the length of the cave, sliding to a halt at the open mouth just as breeze, blowing from the east, while Elia had gone West, which meant he was going to have to track her since the wind would be blowing his scent to her, rather than the other way around. "Elia!" he called, then clapped a hand over his mouth as the WildWood went quiet around him, except for the rustle of leaves and distant birds.

He still had no idea what was going on with the wolves, or where Reth was. He couldn't risk drawing attention to their presence until he knew for certain it was safe.