The Obelisk

-Chapter 59-

Quartz was right, Forest thought. Jethezzar is using the Emperor—for whatever motive—as his very own puppet.

Forest didn’t like that thought at all.

“Speaking of that,” Bramble said, “you Five can’t save the world from my burrow, now, can you?”

“What are you suggesting?” Spark asked.

“We need to get you Five out of Runheimr. As soon as possible.”

“Wait, what?” Nyx said. “No! I can’t leave! My Father is still here, waiting for me!”

“I’m very sorry, little Shadowmane,” purred Bramble. “But things are different now. You are an escaped prisoner being hunted by the Terror birds. They’re not going to let you just waltz back to your old life. Until this is all over, you are one of us.”

Nyxs’ shoulders slumped slightly. “Oh.”

“In the meantime, I can hide you all here, but you can’t stay forever.”

“I know a few routes for—“ Coal tried—

“No,” Bramble interrupted. “You’re not going anywhere. I know these woods like the claws on my paw. I am going to help them sneak away, and once they’re safe and out of Runheimr, you and I will figure something out. You need much more time to heal.” He growled thoughtfully, his tail flicking back and forth. “Perhaps we can find a way out where the patrols are fewer.”

Coal was shaking his head. “Not possible. The terror birds are probably searching everywhere for you. And me. I know for a fact; they’ll be out from dawn till dusk.”

Bramble lifted his chin. “So we leave at moonrise.”