Chapter 935

Meanwhile, back at the camp, Cedric and the others had eaten their fill and were preparing to settle in for the night. They sat around the fire, laughing and chatting, enjoying the rare moment of peace in the dangerous wilderness. But then, Albert's brows furrowed. "It's been a while…" he muttered, glancing toward the darkened forest. "Where the hell is Giana?" His words immediately caught everyone's attention. The relaxed atmosphere vanished as they exchanged uncertain glances. Giana was strong. They all knew that. Reckless? Absolutely. But she wasn't stupid. She would never let herself fall into unnecessary danger. In the past, when she left to scout or hunt, she always returned before sundown. This time was different. There hadn't been any sounds of battle, no signs of struggle—nothing. And that was what made it concerning. A strange, uneasy silence settled over the group. "Do you think she could've gone ahead on her own?" Benny suddenly asked. His words s