Chapter Twenty Two
The hallway was full of people. Teyo stopped dead in surprise. It had been empty before; where had these people come from? Their attire was more casual than protective, so they were not guards. They produced weapons rapidly enough, though, when they saw Teyo. One of those random happenstances Torinth had hinted at, Teyo thought with an inward groan. A group of Yllandu had business down here, and they’d chosen this precise moment to conduct it. Teyo must have missed these people by seconds, last time.
He eyed the sudden sprouting of deadly weapons with a mixture of panic and dismay. These assailants looked eerily familiar. Nimdren citizens for the most part, they looked like younger versions of himself. He’d worn the same kinds of clothes, carried the same kinds of weap
