CH395 The Greater Rune Irony
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The next morning, Alex's eyes snapped open as the first cascade of sunlight spilled into the tent.
He exhaled a long, weary breath as he rose from his meditative posture.
'Nothing comes easy,' he mused dryly.
"You're awake."
A soft, beautiful voice washed away the last traces of the previous night's mental strain.
"Good morning, my lady," Alex greeted.
"Come on out. You're the last one up," Zora said with a gentle smile as she rose and walked toward the tent entrance.
Alex nodded and followed her outside.
The camp was already alive with activity.
Mogal and Kavakan — with Senu's help — had hunted down enough game to feed the entire group for breakfast. Eleanor, Mordor, and Sugud were sorting through a spread of plants they had gathered from around the valley. Fen, with the help of a Fury soldier, was already tending to the cookfire, preparing the morning meal.
