24
The Pulpitum slams to a halt. Lincoln and I now stand at the end of a long black corridor. I pat the backpack behind me. The codex and Lucifer’s coin are still safe inside. I exhale a shaky breath. At last, we’ve arrived in Antrum with the evidence we so desperately need. At this point, all that remains is getting to the courtroom.
Lincoln and I step off the Pulpitum and into the darkened corridor. Rustling noises echo from the shadows. We pause.
My tail arches over my shoulder, ready for battle. “Who’s there?” I wouldn’t put it past Acca to leave soldiers in here, just in case Lincoln and I returned in time. Warrior energy streams through my muscles, preparing me to fight.
Lincoln ignites his baculum into a torch. The flickering light reveals the outline of two familiar figures sea
