CHAPTER 33

The sky above the canyon faded into the misty gray of dawn. Dark patches denoted gathering storm clouds. The wind was picking up again, the sky churning, much like Bria's stomach.

She stood next to Rusk, the pack gathered around them. Bria could feel their eyes on her, most with mild curiosity, but some more hostile.

*It kills whoever wields it*, Rusk had said.

How was Bria going to use the orb if