An hour of steady trekking brought them to a secluded valley where the wind fell quiet and raw cliffs muffled distant chatter. Here, cultivators were scarce, only a few solitary figures sifted through rubble, their movements slow, methodical, tired.
Sylvia glanced around, then spoke softly. "Mr. Chance, let's rest here and listen for rumors while we can."
Jared had already reached the same conclusion. He still needed a lead on the whereabouts of the elusive Celestial King.
They found a narrow cave half-hidden behind thorny brush.
Sylvia raised a simple sound-dampening array; the air inside settled into hushed stillness.
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