Chapter 84: Nyra’s POV

For a moment, I thought I was still falling.

When my vision steadied, I was standing on a snow-covered ridge, the cold cutting through me like knives. The wind howled, tugging at my clothes and hair, the air so thin it burned to breathe.

Aiura stood beside me, completely unaffected by the cold, his black fur rippling like smoke. His red eyes gleamed faintly in the dim light.

I swallowed hard. “So what now?”

He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he looked up, ...