Chapter 113: Steady Road South
The carriage rumbled along the sun-warmed southern road, its wheels rolling over firm dirt without jolt.
They had chosen the same trade route that once led them from Brindle's Cross, now traveled with far greater ease.
Monster hordes that once forced fierce battles scattered at the mere glint of their firearms or the faint, oppressive aura of a dragon's presence.
Mike picked off stragglers with casual precision, Bart cleaved through any bold enough to charge, and Ren did not even need to breathe fire.
The journey was swift, quiet, and no real danger.
Hannah sat by the window, her posture relaxed as she stared out at the blooming grasslands.
The warm wind carried the scent of wildflowers, just as it had when they first headed south toward Brindle's Cross.
Nostalgia brushed her chest, this warmth still felt like a luxury compared to the frozen North of her old Bennington life.
