The decision was made. A line was drawn in the sand. The unlikely trio—an anomaly, a warrior princess, and an exiled scholar—were going to flee, leaving the only sanctuary they'd ever known for a journey that was almost certainly a suicide mission toward the Nexus of Void. They had three days. Seventy-two hours to prepare for a world that wanted them dead, captured, or dissected.
Day One: The Chessboard
Nihil's makeshift command center had changed. Battle maps were replaced by highly detailed topographical charts of the Dragonback Mountains. Elara stood before it, her data tablet projecting layers of information over the physical map Lyraelle had provided.
