Just to be sure, I blessed the orb again.
Divine light poured into it as I pressed my palm against the surface, reinforcing the barrier protecting Dwargen. The glow deepened for a moment before settling back into that steady, quiet pulse.
Still full.
Still safe.
For now.
"Meet me at the Galdosh church in an hour."
I didn't even wait for a reply. I teleported immediately.
Valryn.
The church appeared around me in a blink of white stone and stained glass. I walked straight to the altar and checked the orb.
Still stable.
Good.
Teleport.
Elfshire.
Same routine. Same check. Same blessing.
Still full.
Still stable.
Teleport again.
Galdosh.
The moment my feet touched the stone floor of the church, the uneasy feeling crawling inside my chest refused to settle. If anything, it had gotten worse. Like something unseen was tightening a string around my ribs.
I stayed there for a minute longer than necessary, staring at the orb.
Nothing changed.
Nothing moved.
