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Chapter 27 – The Ambush in the Black

The tunnels swallowed the sound of our boots.

Every step was a trespass, the air pressing heavier the deeper we went. Damp earth clung to my skin, and the scent—Gods, the scent—thickened with every breath: smoke, iron, blood.

The traitor was close. I could feel it crawling over my nerves like ...