"Almost there," Kael whispered, his fingers twitching over the haptic keys.
Kael didn't look up. "Then it’s a good thing I’m not planning on staying for the fireworks." download-im1-tenebrarum-2-ipa
A shadow fell over the table. It wasn't a hound, but something worse: a Collector. The man was draped in a coat of shimmering fiber-optics, his face a smooth mask of polished chrome. "Almost there," Kael whispered, his fingers twitching over
Kael finally looked up. He smiled, a jagged thing in the dim light. "I've spent my whole life in the dark. What's a few more minutes?" It wasn't a hound, but something worse: a Collector
The physical stall, the rain, and the chrome-faced man dissolved into pillars of golden light. Kael wasn't running through the streets anymore; he was falling through the architecture of a god. The Sunless District was gone.
"Give it to me," the Collector reached out, "and I’ll give you a head start. Five minutes before the hounds lock the sector."