As the sun set and everyone prepared camp for nightfall, I heard Elias and Luke return.
I walked out, and Elias looked furious. One glance told me everything.
He punched a hole in a hut before walking toward me.
“No sign of them?” I asked.
“No. They went around in circles for a while. I don’t even know if we were following the right tracks. Could have been from patrols or… some s**t like that.” Elias said, his voice tight with frustration.
“Alright. We’ll find them. If they’re alive, we’re not leaving without them.” I said, keeping my tone steady.
“We can’t leave anyway. Not until we figure out what the hell is going on here,” he growled, clenching his fists.
“I know.” I replied calmly, taking a slow breath to match his storm.
“Anything from Arthur yet?” he asked, eyes darting with
