บท 391: Gift

The whiteout blizzard finally let up as we advanced ahead of the Last Light Company toward the demons. The snow drew back like curtains on a stage, retreating past trees and hills one at a time, slowly revealing the world. A few rays of sunlight broke through the clouds, reflecting off the freshly fallen snow. It was dazzling, the first unfiltered sunlight I'd seen in almost a week. For some reason, that gave me courage.

As we reached the crest of a low hill without any trees, I leaned forward and patted Fable's neck, bringing him to a stop. Korra folded her arms and leaned on one hip, staring out over the rolling hills of white. The Star Guard fanned out around us with Orion and Luxxa in the front and Gith and Jenna behind. Everyone held their breath as the receding wall of falling snow made it past a hill, and several figures came into view. Their eyes met mine, and I tensed, a nervous thrill running down my tail.