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The dust left behind by the Auditor did not just sit there on the floor. As Malachi and I stood over the ledger of the Third Grid, the tiny metallic bits started moving towards each other. They were drawn to the leftover pull of our twin crown. The dust didn't form a machine or turn into coins; instead it spread out and etched a huge complex geometric seal into the floor. The seal glowed with a amber light."It’s a lien " Vesper whispered. Her voice was shaking as she leaned over the stone table. Her triple-lens visor was clicking fast as she adjusted the magnification. "The Sovereign Bank didn't just give up on the coordinate, Empress. They filed a notice that we owe them. Look at the lines of the seal."I stepped closer. The heels of my boots crunched on the mortar on the floor. My right eye, which was a dark void tracked the scrolling lines of light that formed the border of the amber rune. It wasn't written in math like the Architects use nor was it written in crude stamps like th

The Arbitrator of the Fourth Grid did not move back from the loss of its crystal weapon. The Arbitrator of the Fourth Grid had no body to hurt no feelings to hurt. As the Arbitrator of the Fourth Grids data disappeared into the space of my right eye the silver rods in its chest started working again with a cold hissing sound. The Arbitrator of the Fourth Grid was thinking of a way to fight in a very short time."Variable deleted," a three-part sound rang out through the air. "Recalculating combat power. Starting physical alignment."The Arbitrator of the Fourth Grids hand made of white marble and tipped with five shiny silver points shot forward. The Arbitrator of the Fourth Grids hand did not punch it moved in a line with great force like a strong machine aiming for the center of the Twin Crown on my forehead.BANG.The Arbitrator of the Fourth Grids blow did not touch the band.A big furred Varg forearm blocked the strike in the air. Jaxon had thrown his body across the broken stone

The deep vaults of the High Peaks did not look like a war room. Here the air was thick with a green and purple mist that made my tongue feel like I was licking a copper pipe. The main pool was like a bottomless hole filled with a glowing liquid that churned like the sea. It cast weird glowing shadows on the granite pillars that held up the fortress above."Keep the drafts closed!" Kaelen yelled through the steam. His face was lit up by the heat of the furnaces below.He stood on the iron catwalk above the pool wearing a leather apron that was covered in soot and frost. Below him four master smiths were lifting a crucible made of strong granite and star-metal. Inside it a pool of silver star-metal bubbled and spat heated up by the energy of the stolen Solder-Cores."Vesper what's the reading on that crystal?" Kaelen asked, not taking his eyes off the silver.Vesper was sitting on a stone ledge beside the catwalk wearing a welding visor. She held a receiver box in her lap, which was con

The pieces of the silver mirror were on the granite floor like a spilled star map, without the Outworld’s light. For the time since the twin crowns were on my head the background noise of the universe—the constant high-pitched hum of calculating machines, automated accounts and distant supervision—was completely gone.The silence of the High Peaks was no longer the silence of a hidden place; it was the quiet of a place where something had just ended."The diagnostic link did not just break, " Malachi said, stepping over the silver pieces. He knelt, his long black cloak pooling around his boots as he picked up a piece of the glass. The reflection in the piece did not show his face; it showed a starless mix of violet ink that had permanently stained the item's internal code. "It cut the line completely. The Fourth Grid has isolated our location. To their automated systems, looking at this area is like dropping a measuring tape into a hole. They’ve locked the hatch from their side to sav