BRIAR’S POV
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There was little heat left. Not because the sun was setting, because it was still shining brightly high up in the air, but the air was becoming thinner, the wind cooler. I thought it would be hotter the higher we get, but it’s quite the opposite. Fenrys walked behind me, his eyes hard and cold, he wore the same furious expression since the first cave we searched, and the five others were also empty, which seemed to piss him off even more. Whatever reason he has for wanting the gold, he wouldn’t say. Column slows, and stops all of a sudden, his shoulders tensing and his hand drifts to the hilt of his sword.
The tension in his body has me halting in my steps, and I stare at the way the muscles in his back ripple. Fenrys strides right past me, his footsteps in more of a hurr
