Chapter 30
The Labyrinth’s glow faded behind us as we finally emerged into the night air, the city stretching endlessly before our eyes. My gloves still tingled faintly, a constant reminder of what I was capable of. Athanasius walked beside me, silent, his presence a comforting weight against my senses.
“Countess,” Portgas broke the silence, voice rough but steady, “we need to get back to Labyrinth HQ. Hydra isn’t done. They’ll strike again.”
I nodded, eyes scanning the skyline. Every shadow could hide a threat. Every whisper of wind could carry information. “We’ll need to be ready. And… we need to make sure the mole doesn’t leave a lasting scar.” My voice was calm, but inside, a storm of suspicion and adrenaline brewed.
Viveron adjusted her tablet, eyes scanning the cityscape. “I’ve i
