Chapter 37 Ruins

An arrow sliced through the forest's silence, followed by a dull thud as it struck wood. A basketball-sized ball of fluff was nailed to the tree.

Moments later, the fluff disintegrated into tiny motes, and something dropped, landing right on top of the wooden treasure chest beneath the tree.

From a treetop five or six meters above the ground, Maeve lowered her bow, steadied herself on a branch, an