Damon’s POV
We gathered before dawn in the small clearing behind our camp, Cassian kneeling in the dirt under guard while the rest of us worked out a plan around him, none of us fully trusting him yet but all of us needing what he knew.
"Draw the layout again," Kael said. "Every detail this time. Don't leave anything out because you assume it doesn't matter."
Cassian used a stick to sketch into the dirt, marking the central pit where the seal was buried, the smaller excavation sites surrounding it, the paths guards used during their rotations. "The chamber itself is accessed through here," he said, pointing to a narrow opening at the base of the largest pit. "Magnus keeps a small personal guard close to him at all times inside — no more than four, usually. The rest of his forces patrol
