Chapter 62: The Resistance
The moonlight shield faded, leaving Liana staring at the person who shouldn't exist. Her heart hammered against her ribs as the stranger stepped closer. He wore a black cloak that seemed to eat the sun around it. "Impossible," Elder Mira gasped from behind them. "You're supposed to be dead." The figure laughed, a sound like breaking glass. "Death is just another cage, old woman. And I've gotten very good at picking locks."