The Heartstone's Trial
As the night deepened, the atmosphere around Cash’s camp shifted. The quiet whispers among his group had grown louder, more insistent. There was tension in the air, thick and palpable. The rebellion was no longer just an idea floating in the minds of the discontented; it was becoming a reality. Cash, the leader of the Shadow Walkers, had managed to unite those tired of The Circle’s iron grip. But the question remained, would they be ready when the time came to act?
I walked through the camp, feeling eyes on me. The alliance between my team and the Shadow Walkers was delicate, a thread that could snap with the slightest misstep. But we needed them if we were going to face The Circle head-on. They were skilled, stealthy, and driven by a need for justice. Cash, more than anyone, knew what was at stake.