Bab 321: A Wide Search

Arisu stood at the edge of the stronghold, the cool night air whispering through her hair. The moon hung high, its pale light casting long shadows over the rugged landscape. The stronghold behind her was eerily quiet, most of its residents having retreated to their quarters. But Arisu couldn't rest—not with the weight of the unknown bomb pressing on her mind.

She glanced back toward the fortified walls. Kazuichi and the others were still strategizing, poring over maps and discussing plans. Arisu admired their determination, but something in her gut told her that sitting around wouldn't solve this problem. She had an edge that they didn't: her heightened sense of smell, a gift of her Hound Hybrid bloodline.