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Genna stood in her operations room, staring at the screens. She studied the maps they displayed, switching between overlays, searching for a glimmer of hope that didn’t exist.
The warriors continued their steady advance. Already, half of Dephloren’s district was under their control, and Miolar was worried. He hadn’t told her where his new base was—a necessary move after the rout of his Sanctuary—but Aleph had traced signals, found the location. And on the map the red of Authority would soon reach it.
At least he’d taken up her offer of a room. He said he needed a change of scenery, that it was nothing to do with retreating, but he wasn’t fooling anyone. Not when he’d brought a full pack with him, and had requested rooms for a couple of his close team.
“Anything new I sho
