The Enemy Who Knows My Name
Lyra's POV
A hand grabbed me from the dark and my body reacted before my mind did.
I twisted hard and slammed my elbow back and it hit something solid.
A breath left whoever was behind me and I pulled free and stumbled forward, my heart beating fast, and my chest rose hard.
"Show yourself!" I shouted and silence answered me and then the tunnel felt tight around me.
The air was thick and my skin prickled and then I heard it, a step, it was slow and careful and it was coming toward me.
My fingers moved into fists but I did not run, not this time.
"Come out," I said again, but lowered now. "I am not running from you."
A shadow moved and then she stepped into the faint light and my breath stopped.
The silver mask, her, she was alive a
