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Arkemis approached Ketal carefully, her voice tinged with hesitation as she asked him the question that had been weighing on her mind. “Do you think your tribe could ever make it out into the world outside?”
Ketal opened his mouth to deny it, but then paused, uncertainty flickering across his features. “I... don’t really know.”
It was true that the barriers between realms were breaking. The beings of the Demon Realm were already appearing in the outside world. While the chaos hadn’t fully consumed the world yet—suggesting that some restrictions still existed—it was clear that monsters could, and would, find a way out. Whitie from the White Snowfield had already crossed over, so there was no reason other creatures, or even the ashen-haired barbarians, could not follow.
“I hope they don’t come out,” Ketal muttered at last.
Arkemis was taken aback. “Really? I thought you’d want to see them again. I assumed you must be close to your tribe, after all that time together.”
Ketal gave a small, ironic laugh. “If I had to pick, I’d say I like them more than I dislike them. But that doesn’t mean I want to see them again.”
The truth was, Ketal’s feelings toward his tribe were complicated—a tangle of loyalty, frustration, and reluctant...
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