XXV“What's taking the time?” said Finn. “What are they doing?”
It was evening again, the sky darkening to purple above them. Lights were beginning to sparkle all across the vast expanse of the wreckage below them. Distant clanks and a background roar filled the air. Finn was already not noticing it.
No one had come to deliver their fate. No one had come anywhere near them.
Whelm was slumped back in the corner, eyes shut again. “They're just stringing it out. Letting us suffer. I'm sure they decided what to do with us hours ago. I'm sure Lud made up her mind while we were still in there.”
“To throw us into the underworld?”
Whelm nodded. “Obviously.”
“I'm sorry,” Finn said. “Sorry for involving you in this.”
“You didn't force me, Finn. Not like I forced you to come last time.”
“What
