EscapeThe trip had been relatively uneventful until we reached the first guard junction. According to Yori, the intersection served as a routing point for trade between the districts. He advised us that this would be the first obstacle we would face, so we hid toward the back of the bus while Jori maintained a façade of normalcy. Fortunately for us, the windows were heavily tinted, which meant the guards wouldn't see us unless they had a reason to board. When we stopped, Mazu struggled and made so much racket that Kedge had to sit on him to get him to stop.
“If you keep squirming like that, I am going to beat you unconscious,” Kedge whispered.
Despite his menacing tone, I noticed his hand underneath his jacket rubbing his chest and I was reminded of his mortality. When he revealed his af
