A tremor echoed again—low and rolling, like something enormous was turning in its sleep just beneath the surface of the jungle.
Kaelen immediately raised his guard, his mana surging once again, but the unnamed girl's warning still rang in his mind.
Kelvin gripped his scythe tightly. "What's coming?" he asked sharply, eyes fixed on the tunnel mouth behind them. "Is it that mist thing again?"
Kaelen stepped closer, voice low and urgent. "Who—what—did we just face out there?"
But the girl didn't answer.
Her back was already turned. She walked deeper into the cave without a word, her boots gliding soundlessly across the stone as if she had walked this path a thousand times before.
"Hey!" Kaelen called, narrowing his eyes. "Where are you going?"
"Yeah, don't just walk off!" Kelvin added. "We need to figure out what that thing was. And what it wants with me—or, more specifically, with this." He tapped his chest, where the Pandora seal glowed faintly beneath his clothes.
