Tessa/Jessica pov.
I sighed, closing my eyes. “You’re useless sometimes,” I muttered under my breath.
No answer. Of course not.
The cave had gone quiet except for the soft breathing of the warriors asleep nearby. Kevin’s torch flickered weakly beside him, his head tilted against the wall. I should have slept too, but my mind wouldn’t stop running.
I ran a hand over the page again, stopping at the illustration of the Purifying Grass. Silver tips, white stem. It looked delicate, harmless even. But if it could do what the book said…
I closed it slowly and stood, stretching the stiffness out of my arms. My legs ached, but I walked toward the cave entrance. Outside, the air was cooler. The moon had climbed higher, bathing the treetops in pale light. Tomorrow night, it would reach its peak
