Roshan's claws tore through another wolf's throat, barely registering the kill before moving to the next enemy.
The bond pulled him deeper into the caves with overwhelming force.
She was here.
CLOSE.
So close he could almost feel her presence beyond just the bond.
Beside him, Nyx fought with liquid grace, black panther form moving like death incarnate through the defenders.
Behind them, their warriors held the entrance, preventing reinforcements from cutting off their retreat.
They were winning.
Pushing deeper.
Following the bond like a beacon through the twisting corridors.
Almost there.
Almost—
The bond suddenly yanked SIDEWAYS.
Roshan skidded to a halt, disoriented.
She was... moving?
Being moved.
Away from them.
Deeper into the cave system.
NO.
He burst forward, following the bond's desperate pull.
And there—
THERE.
FAELYN.
Alive, being dragged by two wolf guards toward a side tunnel.
Their eyes met across the distance.
