Relic of the Future: Chapter 117

"Raven," he tried. "We can take a portal out."

Summer released a happy breath. "Okay, that works! Go. Go. Call her."

His scroll was still alive despite all the falling. Huntsmen scrolls were made to last, and huntsmen pouches had been designed to protect them with enough cushioning and armour to be hit by a Beowolf and still be in one piece when you opened it up. There wasn't even a single crack on the screen.

There also wasn't a single bit of signal.

—Relic of the Future: Chapter 117