Chapter 40.2: Minkus’ Krewe
Minkus rounded the first bend in the ravine, glancing back to see the gates of the Vigil outpost disappear beyond the lichen-coated northern wall. Now he couldn’t even see the glimpses of it he’d been getting between thickets; it was just gone.
Chapter 40.1: Leadership
Chapter 39: Of Magic & Knapsacks
The group worked nearly through the night, pushing to shore up as many potential points of failure as possible while still using the lyssal isolate. They made sure every tube and manifold was capable of bearing a wide variety of flow pressures, even beyond their designed expectations, just in case the logic systems faltered.
Chapter 38.4: Vigil Politics
Penny glared at the captain through narrowing eyes, her fire returning. “What’s that supposed to mean: too little too late?”
Gelwin didn’t shy from her attention but glanced around the space, landing on a thick, stonework crate left by the Metamagicals people. He gestured toward it. “May I?” Penny made no reply, but Jinkke did, offering it with a nod.
Chapter 38.3: A Little Chaos
Chapter 38.1: A Captain of the Vigil
“That is quite the story,” Gelwin mused. He sat in nearly the same place and posture throughout their telling.
