Chapter 80 The Flicker Of Fate

Isla’s eyes opened slowly, the light that filtered through the broken sky blinding her for a moment. She blinked, trying to adjust to the dim light around her. The scent of smoke and ash still clung to the air, a reminder of the battle that had just unfolded. But the tension in the atmosphere had lifted, replaced by an eerie calm that made the hairs on the back of her neck rise. She was alive. They were alive.