Alex sat up straighter, his fingers tightening around the pendant.
Zahara and Mira, sensing his shift in mood, exchanged glances but remained silent, waiting for his response.
Alex knew how Vanessa was. He knew that she rarely reached out to him like this, and when she did, it was never without reason.
Taking a deep breath, Alex finally answered. "I'm in the Demon Realm's Desolate."
A long silence followed.
Vanessa didn't respond immediately, and Alex could almost picture her expression—cold, unreadable, yet undoubtedly calculating everything she had just heard.
Desolate was a vast expanse, so one would ask where in desolate, but that was what was interesting about desolate.
Once you enter the desolate, you won't get where you want to be.
Searching for something in the desolate was like searching for a needle in a haystack.
So Vanessa knew asking for Alex's location was a waste of time.
