In the depths of the mine, Rempert and Nadezhda made careful progress. No one had set foot here for a long time, and even if they tried to use the safest passageways, there was no guarantee that they wouldn’t get the ceiling on their heads. Thanks to his night vision, the Venerable guided them with confidence while monitoring the noises coming from the upper tunnels. Fortunately, their pursuers seemed to have difficulty following them. In a narrower passage, cluttered with stones and old support beams, Rempert made a stop. He crouched on the ground and peeked into a tiny opening that was no more than ten meters long.
“This seems to be an ideal hiding place.”
Nadezhda lit her lighter and pushed it into the darkness. Then she put it out grumbling.
“And why do you want to play sewer rat? I
