Chapter 272

and Elyra couldn't shake the feeling that the forest itself was testing them.

The forest grew denser as they ventured deeper, the trees pressing in around them like a living labyrinth. The air was thick, carrying an unnatural weight that made every step feel harder. The once-soft whispers of the portal's pull had grown sharper, almost demanding, Matthew's footsteps faltered, and Elyra hurried to his side, her heart tightening at the pallor of his face. He leaned heavily on her, his breaths labored. "You're not as young as you used to be," he joked weakly, but Elyra couldn't bring herself to laugh.

"We can't keep pushing him like this," Elyra told Dain that evening as they prepared their small camp. Her voice cracked as she fought back tears. "What if he doesn't make it? What if—"

rested a hand on her shoulder, his voice firm but gentle. "We're close, Elyra. I can feel it, too. We'll find the portal, and we'll get

of comfort, but she could see the flicker of doubt in his

voice trembling. "I don't know

in her eyes as she squeezed his hand. The forest around them seemed to hush for a moment,

a faint hum echoed through the trees-the same pull that had been guiding them-but this time, it felt closer. Elyra's heart quickened. "We're going to make

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