Chapter 44

The Sunstone Fruit had been a mistake Elara didn't intend to repeat. As she sat in the dim, metallic glow of the Sentinel hallway, her stomach gave a sharp, hollow growl that echoed off the brass-reinforced walls. She had been living off scraps and the occasional bitter herb, but her body was demanding real sustenance. More than that, she was tired of the recycled air of the ruins. The teleport room needed to be cleared—that was her gateway back to Sunstone Tree—but the path was blocked by...