Chapter 345

Leonardo’s power surged against my back as we slipped through the portal, an electric force that left my skin tingling. It was gone in a blink, replaced by the cold bite of the realm’s fabric as it brushed against us. The transition was disorienting, but the moment we emerged, I knew something was wrong. Sunlight filtered through treetops towering hundreds of feet above, casting the scene in sharp contrasts of emerald and gold. The colors were too vivid, the moss too vibrant, the pale sky almost over-saturated. Carlo’s wide eyes mirrored my unease as we took in the Fae realm—and the war camp we had landed in.