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Trudging through the network of blood-soaked arteries was tiring. Her calf muscles ached incessantly and her legs were starting to feel numb. It was easier for the others; their long legs afforded them a larger stride, especially Nathanar, whose impressive height served the Captain well. On the few occasions that they used the canals to cut across the labyrinth, she welcomed the absence of resistance caused by the blood tide, not unlike a pair of shackles removed from her ankles. However, the others seemed indifferent to the changed landscape, suggesting that the alien environment did not affect them to the same extent. Danika and Darlia led the way as they marched slowly through the tunnels, closely followed by Nathanar. Jibreel and Falkai covered the rear of the colu
