(Luna)
Nobody moves for a long moment, Ash's warning still hanging heavy in the cold tunnel air. His brother has one hand braced against his shoulder, steadying him, and the rest of us stand frozen in a loose half circle, waiting for someone to say what we're all thinking.
"We need more than a scared guess," I force out, my voice steady even though my heart is still pounding. "Kael said someone's letting it in. We need proof of that, or the Council just chalks this up to old stories again."
"Ten more minutes," Rowan says, glancing around at the rest of the group, his tone carrying its usual steady calm. "We look, we document what we find, and then we leave. No arguments."
Nobody argues. Even Ash, still pale and shaken, nods along with the rest of us, though his hand doesn't stray far f
