Chapter 133

I watch her leave, my mind drowning in the rush of thoughts filtering through. I move to grab the blade, but it's already gone. In the dim light of the hallway, it flickers in and out of view in her hand. Pulsating with her anger. Follow her. Anfisia moves dutifully, walking cooly through the dark after her. The rest are gone soon after as well, leaving Roman standing by my side. "Do you believe the intel with hold?" "I believe he was telling the truth, if that's what you are asking." I look through the window, Theron still sobs on the ground. "But no, as much as I would like to think our borders are impenetrable, there are probably more of them lingering in our woods. They saw what happened." Roman puts a hand on my shoulder, his fingers pressing firmly into my shirt. "They saw him fail, they might have fled. For a while at least." I shake my head slowly, an ache building up behind my eyes. "No. They saw us drag him insi