Lucien POVThe heavy pneumatic seals hissed, releasing five centuries of cold air into the inner corridor.I stepped through the threshold first, my black coat draped over my shoulders. My right wrist was neatly wrapped in clean linen gauze, courtesy of the person walking directly beside me.Kael kept a steady pace at my hip. His fever was completely gone, leaving his silver-ringed eyes clear, sharp, and focused. The white shirt he wore was loose over his collarbone, where my mark throbbed in slow, quiet pulses beneath his skin.Behind us, Julian held his pulse rifle low, scanning the dark stone passageway. Rin followed closely, his medical bag slung over his shoulder, his eyes wide as he looked at the ancient quartz arches above us."The Sanguine Drills stopped ten minutes ago," Julian said, his voice quiet in the vast corridor. "The thermal charges I set along the outer rail line must have collapsed their main drill shaft.""They are not done," I said, my voice flat and steady. "Hou
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