Echoes of the Hunt

MAEVIA

Edgar Falk's name stayed fixed in front of me while dust settled around the hidden chamber. My hands tightened around the document before I carefully unfolded the remaining pages.

Clara leaned weakly against the wall beside me. Even breathing looked painful for her now.

"What is it?" she asked quietly.

I swallowed hard before answering. "Edgar."

Her expression shifted immediately. The