"It’s a kill box," Julian said, his voice flat as they reached the base of the ridge. His rifle remained pressed against his shoulder, tracking the perimeter wall. "The walls are angled specifically to eliminate blind spots. If those gates close behind us, we’re entirely dependent on whatever fallback plan you can sketch on that tablet, Lyra.""Then we don't let them close," Lyra said. Her boots crunched against the thick white crust of the salt floor. She was looking at the massive, oxidized iron gates. They were ancient, but the hydraulic arms holding them open were brand new, gleaming with synthetic grease. "The hydraulics are connected to a localized pressure loop. If I can puncture the primary line, the gates will jam in the open position.""I'll buy you the line of sight," Julian replied."No," Eniola stepped forward, her silver eyes reflecting the dark sheen of the fortress walls. She had pulled the indigo tagelmust completely away from her face. "He doesn't want a firefigh
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