"The most dangerous person in any room isn't the one with the biggest weapon. It's the one who's paying attention."
***
The tremor hit like a giant's fist slamming into the mountain's bones.
Dust cascaded from the ceiling in gray waterfalls. The ancient stone groaned around us. The vibration ran through my feet and up into my spine like the mountain itself was trying to shake us loose.
My teammates scattered like startled rabbits.
Marcus clutched his tactical manual against his chest as if bound pages could somehow shield him from a thousand tons of falling rock. Thomlin pressed flat against the tunnel wall with his eyes squeezed shut. His lips moved in what might have been a prayer.
And Seraphina maintained that unnerving calm of hers while watching me.
Always watching me.
I'm starting to think her [Vital Sight] skill is more trouble than the entire Morgenthorne conspiracy.
