Chapter 93. Theft of the Core of Verdance

Celeste’s POV

It has been several days since we narrowly escaped death at the hands of two Deltas from the dreaded Dreadmaw werewolf pack. They were the second and fourth-ranked Deltas, respectively—formidable opponents whose powers nearly overwhelmed us. I cannot bear to imagine the strength of the third and main Delta, but something in my heart tells me we will have to face that beast soon enough. I can only hope it’s after we have had time to fully recover.

The fourth Delta wielded control over the ocean itself, bending sea water and its creatures to her will, while the second Delta commanded nature and plants, forcing vines and trees to obey her slightest thought. That level of elemental mastery was far beyond what Nyra, Sia, or even Nora could achieve at this stage. Those two pack members nearly killed us. We survived only by pushing ourselves beyond every limit we knew—grinding ourselves so mercilessly that even now, Nyra and Sia (and by extension Nora, the