TWENTY ONE
Target
She had not realised how large the chamber was; given the abrupt nature of their arrival, she had paid very little attention to its size during their inception. Although lessened, the blood mist had begun to manifest again since Jibreel flooded the tunnel. Before long, the chamber would be thick with the familiar red mist once more, interfering with both their wraith wings and their ability to communicate. When last they were in the accursed chamber, their voices travelled only a short distance. If the same rung true again, coordinating their efforts would become extremely difficult.
‘We need to get moving, before the blood mist becomes too thick.’ she said.
‘Agreed – you all know the plan.’ said Nathanar. ‘Darlia, if you would not mind?’
She engaged her second
