“Young is relative,” Mikelos said. “Maybe if we hadn’t seen them and experienced this place, I’d feel differently. But knowing Syri is there, and walking away? I’m not sure I can do that.”
Victory sought Asaron’s gaze and held it. “Would you be able to look Toria in the face if we abandoned her friend?”
The weight of Asaron’s gaze threatened to overwhelm Victory, but he ducked away first. “When you’re right, you’re right.” He surveyed the room. “Looks like we have two rescues to plan.”
Felix rubbed his hands together. “I can help you get into the Catacombs. I didn’t bring them with me, but I have access to the most comprehensive maps created within the past few years.” He checked his watch. “I can never remember whether there’s a time difference between Raetia and Parisii.”
“There’s no
