#Chapter 299: I’m Not Useless

We all pile into two cars. I enter the car with Nyktos and Kavros. Sylas, Zavros, and Alaric follow along in a second car behind us.

We should be discussing strategy. Instead, we are just riding along in silence.

It feels like we’re riding along on our final death march. It is far too morbid. I hate it.

“Okay,” I say, because if someone doesn’t say something, I’m going to scream. “What’s the plan?