Chapter 91: The Legacy
SQUELCH. DRAG.
Bram and Aegon hauled the colossal, dripping Rank-A core out of the underground bunker and tossed it onto the concrete.
The squad did not sleep in the lab. The smell of dead spiders and acidic blood was too suffocating.
Instead, they retreated to the surface, establishing their camp inside the shattered shell of a pre-fall bank.
CRACKLE. POP.
A small, smokeless fire burned in the center of the room.
SHHHHK. SHHHHK.
Reina dragged a whetstone down the blade of her ice axe in a slow, rhythmic motion. Nyx and Lucien quietly discussed patrol routes by the shattered vault door.
Draven sat near the fire. He reached into his spatial ring.
CLINK.
He set the sleek, Old World USB and the rectangular playback device onto the cold concrete floor.
"Hey guys! Look what I found! I found this sealed inside a specialized Old World alloy case near the Hive Mother's nest," Draven lied smoothly.
