Alira raised her hand slowly, staring at her glowing palm. "So we're in danger again?"
Treasures always come with danger and risk.
"Not unless another person shows up." Derek's gaze grew serious. "And that's close to impossible. This place splits everyone apart when they enter. You could search for years and not find anyone else. It's meant for trials and recovery."
Kaelen let out a breath. "So how many hours do we have?"
Derek smirks. "No, not hours but exactly three days. Then we will be kicked out, no matter what. That's how this realm works."
Derek shifted, trying to sit up straighter despite the exhaustion weighing down his body.
"Listen closely. I won't be moving much. That last fight had drained me. And Neal will be staying here too. We'll grind this floor down to powder. If we take some of it home, we can slow-feed it into our cultivation."
He stomped gently on the white floor. "This stuff is priceless."
Neal nodded.
