Chapter 87: The Daughter’s Light
The Dead Zone was a graveyard of the world.
We drove the battered SUV across the border. The landscape changed instantly. The trees were petrified skeletons. The ground was grey ash that swirled in the wind. There was no sound here. No birds. No insects. Just the silence of entropy.
And the cold.
It wasn't the natural cold of winter. It was the supernatural cold radiating from the figure walking ahead of us.
Victor was a mile ahead. He wasn't running. He was walking with a slow inevitable pace.
We followed the trail of destruction.
Every hundred yards we passed a frozen statue. A Bone Wolf caught mid-stride turned to brittle ice. A Mud Wolf shattered into frozen dust.
He was hunting them down one by one.
"He is killing everything," Jax whispered fr
