"The artifact is in the center," Helm said, consulting the map they'd taken from the brood mother's corpse. "But the guardian —"
Helm leaned against the crumbling archway, his breath ragged strips of heat in the cold cavern air. Behind him, the tunnel collapsed in a slow, final roar — sealing the manticore brood and two-thirds of the Crimson Horde on the other side. His plan had worked. The rear guard had done its duty.
The dust had not yet settled on the Corridor of Broken Spears.
Lyra stepped up beside him. Not behind. Beside . She placed her staff on the ground and drew a simple iron dagger.
It wept .
"The artifact is in the center," Helm said, consulting the map they'd taken from the brood mother's corpse. "But the guardian —"
Helm leaned against the crumbling archway, his breath ragged strips of heat in the cold cavern air. Behind him, the tunnel collapsed in a slow, final roar — sealing the manticore brood and two-thirds of the Crimson Horde on the other side. His plan had worked. The rear guard had done its duty. "The artifact is in the center," Helm said,
The dust had not yet settled on the Corridor of Broken Spears. "The artifact is in the center
Lyra stepped up beside him. Not behind. Beside . She placed her staff on the ground and drew a simple iron dagger. " Helm said
It wept .