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CHAPTER 13: Vaulted Shadows

Author: Myra TUC
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-18 09:39:01

Light gold burst in front of my eyes.

I went back on a flight. The impact of the explosion struck me on the chest like a hammer. I fell on the ground painfully. I rolled downhill, dirt in my mouth, rocks scraping my skin.

I moaned and shoved myself erect. Smoke twisted and turned around me, metallic and heavy. I heard the ringing in my ears. It was all in confusion.

"Tyra?" I shouted. "Kieran!"

No answer.

Then I heard a cough behind me. With a pounding heart, I turned. Kieran came out of the smoke, bleeding on his eyebrow. His shirt was burnt, his breathing was ragged, and still he was alive.

I ran up to him and took hold of his arm. How are you doing?

Barely, he nodded. “Where is Tyra?

To this we were answered by a groan. Tyra lay directly next to the vault opening and was covering a tiny control panel with her body. Weakly she raised her head. The door is still open... not long though.

I faced around and stopped.

Echo was standing still.

She had not stirred at the head of the slope
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