The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 913

“Where?!” Irene asked urgently.

“It’s quite a distance,” James said. “We have to foot it.”

“Alright, let’s go,” Irene said urgently. “Take me there.”

It was fine if it was far. She wanted to see if it was Isaac right away!

With the Dunesians leading the way, they strode through the pathless mountain and climbed up the mountain.

Along the way, Irene missed a large rock beneath her foot and slipped, bending her foot in an odd angle.

As she gasped in pain, Zachary asked from behind her, “Are you alright?’

“I’m fine,” Irene said, shaking her head—she would not delay the others.

However, her ankles hurt, and she thought it might be a sprain.

The skies overhead were turning dark, but they trudged along with their flashlights.

The trek remained difficult as ever, and they would spot debris from the wreckage from time to time.

Irene tried her best not to look, so as to calm herself.

Soon, it was night, and their environment was much quieter and colder.

were all sweating after walking for so

pointing to a

covered under a large piece of white cloth and dashed forward

man was dead with a foot missing, his face

his body’s build and height, it was not

a sigh of relief, though she tensed up

this man ended up like

she stumbled a couple paces backward, and Zachary had

to a couch

James

at night up on Darcy’s Peak,

Zidonian

and she continued her

body, confirming that both corpses were the captain and

not slept or eaten ever

cracked, her eyes unfocused—she could not even look

seen countless gruesome sights as a doctor, but she

would find Isaac

to continue searching, she curled up as she sat beneath a huge tree,

the grimness of

if he and the rest felt a mental

told Irene, but she

down some food and a bottle of water

won’t change anything even if you torment yourself like this. What would happen to