Kael
The distance beyond the opening settled.
I saw the ledge clearly.
Twelve meters.
Empty.
Nyx's call reached me without the room twisting it.
The outer lock was broken.
Veylan entered through the ordinary doorway at the same moment Malcris turned toward the failing setting.
Liora came in behind him.
I looked at Orven.
The chair still rested against the brace. His eyes were open. He had kept his movable foot clear of the center.
"Liora!"
She saw him and changed direction.
Only then did I let go of the chair.
The wood left a dent across my palm.
I flexed my fingers once. They would close again. I needed that much from them.
Liora caught the back rail where my hand had been. Her eyes moved from Orven to the line holding him, then toward the central mark.
"Keep his feet off it," I said.
"I see."
Orven managed a small movement of his head. I could not tell whether it was meant for her or me.
