Chapter 159. Hidden Agenda

CAIVAN

She released her grip around my arm, allowing me to walk unsteadily along.

My legs felt as heavy as lead as I staggered forward, desperately trying to reach the shoreline where my companions waited. As I neared the water’s edge, my senses sharpened, detecting the faint traces of smoke rising from the sea. Anxious yet determined, I charged in their direction, praying to gods who surely existed above.

As my foot touched the sandy sand, my knees nearly buckled under my weight, sending me crashing to the ground, exhausted. After resting for a few minutes, I attempted to rise. But I was met with immense resistance, almost as if someone had placed a thick wooden board across my chest. My heart pounded furiously, as I struggled to move the board. My fingers scrabbled against the sand, trying to pull the plank away.

After a short while, my fingers finally loosened, and the board slowly slid away from my chest. I heaved my heavy frame to my feet, brushing the s