Lyra stepped up beside him. Not behind. Beside . She placed her staff on the ground and drew a simple iron dagger.
The construct lunged.
"The artifact is in the center," Helm said, consulting the map they'd taken from the brood mother's corpse. "But the guardian —" Lyra stepped up beside him
Helm said nothing. He looked past her, toward the distant glimmer of the next chamber — the entrance to the Sunken Sanctum. Their true objective. The artifact that could end the seasonal ghoul tides. Worth any cost. " Helm said
The dust had not yet settled on the Corridor of Broken Spears. Lyra stepped up beside him
