“They really exist?” asked the other Elf, his eyes lighting up. “You’ve been there?”
“We were inside the Library of Senses,” Laurel explained. “We freed the prisoners.”
“The traitors?” the guard snarled.
“We didn’t know at the time,” she added quickly.
“The precious Blue Wonder that has enabled the traitors to stay alive had enough energy to run a city for a week. Where is the Storyteller Box now?”
Laurel and Brennan looked at each other and shrugged, seeing the faces of the Elf harden.
The door opened and Hilt entered with Elena in his arms, Talisker following.
“...All I’m saying is that isn’t it strange that your Doctor Axelrod invented these Cruciform rifles,” Hilt was saying, “and that they work on humans and Elf but not his undead army or the manmade beasts of the Threat?”
“Ke
