Chapter Twenty Six
Krays was undoubtedly dangerous.
It was his inventiveness that made him formidable. Lokant he may be, but his mind worked in some unique ways. Long ago, before he’d defected from the Library, he had been one of its most brilliant inventors.
But Krays could also be delightfully, conveniently predictable. Wandering through the hallways of the Sulayn Phay Library, Limbane enjoyed a pleasing glow of superiority. As an architect, the rogue Lokant wholly lacked imagination. When Krays had founded his splinter group, he’d made no secret of the fact that he intended it to rival Limbane’s Library someday. To that end, he had slavishly imitated almost every feature of the original design, albeit on a smaller scale.
Krays had deviated only in extending the levels below the book
