At first, even that had been fun.

You dismantled a few traps as you went, picked up the occasional bit of treasure, and took every opportunity to tease Logan along the way.

A glance here.

A mocking smile there.

A provocative little remark after hitting a target before he did.

The usual stuff.

The little game the two of you always played.

Until you found the giant sand worm.

And the fun stopped.

The creature burst from the rocks with such violence that you were forced to react instantly. The traps the bandits had scattered throughout the cave only made things worse, forcing the two of you to dodge and shift positions constantly.

Until, in one split second, you were left exposed.

The arrow flew through the air.

Logan stepped in front of you.

The projectile buried itself in his shoulder.

“LOGAN!”