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Sienna leaned heavily against Larkson’s side. He had her good arm slung over his shoulder as they struggled up the rise in the snow. Sornir lurked behind them. The ice cuffs kept him compliant to their lead—for now. Sienna was fading in and out of red-black pain, the snowflakes welcome splotches of cold against her … Read more

Geneva walked briskly down the hall that’d lead to the North Hangar, her boots thudding across the white tiles. She didn’t know who to tell about the files she’d found on her last mission, and Warden would want a report the second he saw her. Her first thought was Jayce, but she immediately dismissed it. … Read more