Amid the chaos spreading through the base, Edward, Krummor, and their men guided the children through the winding corridors.
Nearly a hundred of them.
The children moved in frightened clusters, some barely even able to walk. A few clung tightly to the sleeves of the Magi escorting them.
Although their eyes were wide with fear and confusion, these children could tell that these Magi didn't mean them any harm. They didn't treat them like animals, after all…
The Magi moved quickly but carefully, forming a protective ring around them as they advanced through the tunnels.
Every cultist they had encountered along the way had already been dealt with. The scholars and researchers who had carried out cruel experiments on these children had been given slow, gruesome deaths.
Bodies lay scattered across the corridors, a testimony to the swift violence that had swept through the secret base.
Now only one task remained.
Get the children out.
