C316 SAVE THE MORTAL

The wind blew hard over the dry hills. Aria walked fast, her feet hitting the dusty road. Beside her, Elara kept her hand on her growing belly. They were far from the high walls of the Keep now. Here, the world was broken. Old houses had no roofs. The grass was yellow and dead.

"We shouldn't be here," Elara whispered.

"I have to see," Aria said. Her voice was steady, but her hands were shaking