Chapter 10
Lees had never wished for a lamp or light box more in her life. What little light came from the rapidite-dust torches illuminated no more than three paces, and they were few and far between.
Lees had never wished for a lamp or light box more in her life. What little light came from the rapidite-dust torches illuminated no more than three paces, and they were few and far between.
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The hours following the Hyper beast’s rampage flew by as the citizens of Last Light attempted to restore order. Ike spent a good chunk of that time bargaining with the burly miners over how they were handling the new captives.
Smoke lingered at the edges of the Last Light train station courtyard, which had been nearly destroyed during the fight with the overzealous Enforcer.