There was no mistaking it—something alive was moving below them. The activity in the canyon wasn't natural at all. Micah and the others had heard Shatterstar's sensor reports, and their curiosity was already burning.
"Shatterstar, prepare to enter the gorge!" Ethan ordered.
The mech, which had been hovering at the canyon's edge, shifted forward and positioned itself directly over the chasm. Shhh… shhh… shhh… The abrasive hiss of sand striking against its hull reverberated through the cockpit. The currents in the gorge were so violent that grains of sand flew like bullets, their impact hammering the armor. Any unshielded body would have been torn to pieces in an instant. Ethan frowned, his unease growing—just as Shatterstar's warning alarms came alive.
"Beep… passage too narrow for descent."
The mech pushed downward until it disappeared from view. Ethan muttered a curse under his breath. "Great. Just my luck. "
