Chapter 91: The Ambush
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The sky above Capital City had shifted to an ominous gray, casting long shadows over the landscape as Loira tread carefully through the dense forest to the south.
The air was thick with tension, and every step she took was met with a growing sense of unease.
Zarek's aura had been faint but unmistakable, a dark thread leading her deeper into the unknown.
As she pressed on, her mind remained on Dabi's words No fighting alone.
Yet, as the shadows stretched longer and the forest grew denser, a chilling certainty crept into her mind. Zarek wasn't just running. He was waiting.
Loira's fingers twitched at the ready, prepared to summon her magic at the first sign of trouble.
She could feel the darkness around her, the aura becoming stronger with each passing moment.
Her steps slowed as she reached a small clearing, the trees thinning just enough for a narrow beam of sunlight to cut through the gloom.