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Chapter 32 - part 4

The silence after the roar felt heavier than the chaos itself.

Broken drones sparked on the floor. The cracked concrete steamed where the root had vanished, the air thick with burnt sugar and something darker.

Felix lay half-conscious against Nia's shoulder, his breath shallow, skin cold.

"Felix," Nia whispered urgently.

"Stay with me."

His eyelids fluttered.

"I'm here," he rasped.

"Just… tired."

Aya crouched beside them, wiping sweat from her forehead.

"You scared us."

Leo let out a shaky laugh.

"I thought the city was about to eat us. Again."

Tomas scanned the corridor, tense.

"We don't have long. Security's coming."

---

Lina stood apart.

Still.

Her sketchbook lay open on the floor beside her, pages fluttering slightly in the heat.

On the paper—

the roots had changed.

They weren't twisting randomly anymore.

They were forming paths.

Aya noticed first.

"Lina," she said carefully.

"What did you do?"

Lina swallowed.

"I didn't do anything."

She hesitated.

"They showed me."

---

Felix pushed himself upright, wincing.

"Showed you what?"

Lina met his gaze.

"Their memory."

The word sent a chill through the room.

"The roots remember everything," Lina continued softly.

"Every child. Every flavor. Every promise Ambrose broke."

Aya clenched her fists.

"So they're not just hungry."

"No," Lina said.

"They're angry."

---

The floor trembled again.

Not violently.

Not threatening.

Almost… restrained.

Felix closed his eyes.

He felt it.

"They're holding back," he whispered.

"Because of us."

Nia stiffened.

"Because of you."

Felix shook his head.

"No. Because we're witnesses now."

---

A distant alarm wailed closer.

Tomas cursed under his breath.

"We need to disappear. Now."

Aya nodded.

"Maintenance rail. Old worker tunnels. If Ambrose sealed them, Lina can probably draw us through."

All eyes turned to Lina.

She blinked.

"Wait—what?"

Aya smiled grimly.

"You just told us the city talks to you. Congratulations. You're the map."

---

Lina swallowed hard.

Then nodded.

"I can do it."

She knelt and sketched quickly, lines confident now, sure. The map that emerged wasn't just tunnels—it was permission. Doors appeared where none should exist.

A panel slid open in the wall beside them.

Leo stared.

"…I officially believe in nothing anymore."

---

Felix stood slowly, leaning on Nia.

As they prepared to move, he paused.

"Ambrose is right about one thing," Felix said quietly.

Aya glanced at him.

"What?"

Felix looked at the sealed floor beneath their feet.

"This city will fall if we leave the roots like this."

Tomas frowned.

"So what's the alternative?"

Felix met their eyes, one by one.

"We don't destroy them."

Silence.

Leo whispered, "That was not the answer I was hoping for."

Felix continued.

"We change what feeds them."

---

Another pulse rolled through the city.

Lina flinched, clutching her head.

"They're listening."

Felix nodded.

"Good."

---

They slipped into the hidden passage as security footsteps thundered past, unaware of the door that had sealed itself behind them.

The tunnel sloped downward.

Not toward the Bitter District.

But beyond it.

Deeper.

Older.

The air changed.

Less sugar.

More earth.

---

Felix felt the key settle.

No longer burning.

Waiting.

He didn't know if that was a good sign.

Behind them, the city continued to smile.

Above them, tourists laughed.

Below them…

The heart remembered.

And it was no longer alone.

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