Blackfeather Woods I'm colder than the weather in winter

He watched his sister after the deal had been done, his body stiff in anticipation of any antics she might pull. But nothing happened. Instead, she withdrew eventually. He watched on, feeling as though a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. When he deemed that the coast was clear and the speckled Nyx would not return, Atshen settled onto the ground, satisfied with what had occurred, even with his moment of vulnerability.