Grandfather and I raced through the lower hallways of the Tower of Icon, taking each twist and turn as they came. We made good time, managing to avoid flying into anything, although it helped that Christina, who was more familiar with the layout of the Tower than we were, kept shouting directions to us as we flew.
We didn’t run into any Icon agents on our way back up, which seemed odd to me until Christina explained that very few Icon agents ever came down to the lowest levels of the Tower, because that was considered Chaser’s domain and Chaser did not approve of agents wandering into his domain without his permission. It was a rule that worked well in our favor, given how it meant we didn’t have to fight anyone. We were free to fly as fast as we wanted, which was good because we didn’t h
