Tharn frowned deeply. "If that's true, it's dangerous. Chaotic energy isn't rare anymore."
Ressha exhaled heavily. "Her body is fragile. Too fragile for this forest." Her gaze lingered on the unconscious human, her voice softening. "We'll have to be careful."
Once the wounds were treated as best as possible, they brought out their remaining roasted game, ate quietly, and assigned the night watch.
Among the twelve of them, four were on night watch—Dark, Vors, Miren, and Eiran.
Two stood farther from the shelter, their silhouettes just barely visible between the branches, while the other two guarded the entrance directly. The rest of the Panthers sprawled across the ground, their breaths deep and steady, the warriors having shifted to their beast forms as exhaustion pulled them into sleep.
