Chapter 151 - Enroute to Valtheon

With the Silver Talon Clan's domain fading behind them, the Moonveiled sisters walked silently and quickly through the darkness forest. Their air of urgency was reflected by the lengthy shadows the moonlight created across their faces as it streamed through the trees. Despite their narrow escape, Nythara knew they had narrowly avoided a horrible end when Aryana had granted them free passage. Had Aryana not stepped in, their bodies could have been discovered among the corpses, their blood smearing the territory of the halflings. All of this had happened so fast. One minute they were protected by Aryana, and the next they were outcasts and fugitives, running away to safeguard their lives and the secrets they held. Nythara glanced at her sisters and saw the dejected expression on Lycoria's face, despite the fact that they were moving deliberately. It was a look that conveyed more than mere fatigue or worry. It was the anguish of losing a loved one. Nythara had always sensed that