I didn’t let go of Penny’s arm until we were at least fifty yards into the tunnel. My heart was a frantic drum against my ribs, and my magic was still spiked, reacting to my own heightened alertness. “They were reaching for her,” I muttered, more to myself than to Caelis. I turned to look at the Commander. She was standing next to a cluster of jagged quartz, her lantern held high, her expression grimmer than I’d ever seen. “Temporal Traps,” Caelis said, her voice echoing off the crystalline walls. “She’s not just using shadows, she’s using the past. If the Lady had touched that echo…” “I know what happens,” I cut her off. “There was one at the Ashendor Estate when we first arrived.” If Penny had stepped into that mist, she wouldn’t have just disappeared from sight. She would’ve been u

