#Chapter 241: The Shattered Knife

Moana Suddenly, the golden void that I was stuck inside returned to the cliff. Only now, instead of a raging thunderstorm, it was sunny and beautiful. The birds sang overhead, and the air felt warm and fresh and a little damp from the rain. But I didn’t care about any of that. I didn’t even care that I was no longer in my human form, either. I only cared about Edrick. I jerked my head up and looked around. No, I thought to myself as I saw the two motionless figures lying in the grass. I scrambled to my feet and ran over to them. It felt a bit strange running on four legs instead of two, but I didn’t have time to think about it right now. All I could think about was finding Edrick and making sure that he was okay. As the figures came into view, I felt my heart sink. I didn’t want anyone to die — not even Michael, despite the fact that he was trying to kill me. But when I saw the golden shards of the shattered knife lying next to him, and the cuts that traveled up