The wind whistled outside the carriage, brushing against the polished exterior like a gentle warning.
Inside, chaos continued.
Rufus and Jessy were arguing about cursed weapons again.
Siris was drawing squirrel cult symbols on the window with condensation.
Alex was currently trying to explain to Nibbles why his proposed "Operation Acorn Avalanche" would be revolutionary.
Nibbles, however, had curled into a ball and was actively ignoring reality.
He seemed mad at Alex for some reason.
Perhaps it was because Alex mentioned eating dried fruits from now on, and as a result, Nibbles felt his food supply being threatened.
That could be why he wasn't talking to Alex.
But who knows? Maybe it was something else.
Then there was Raven.
He was staring out the window with a hollow expression.
Not brooding, exactly.
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Behind his still eyes, thoughts churned like a storm caught beneath calm waters.
