Steel and Sacrifice

Occasional deep snores and pained groans drifted through the air.

Near the massive Pyre Shrine at the camp's center, one person remained awake.

It was SteelEdge.

He sat alone on a rock, twig in hand, idly prodding the bonfire. His gaze lingered blankly on the flickering flames, his silhouette looking utterly desolate.

At the sound of footsteps, SteelEdge jerked his head up.

Seeing Harper approachi