Chapter 12
I took a deep breath, gloves tightening around my fingers as the Labyrinth's dim light flickered around us. Ang puso ko? Tumatakbo na parang gusto kong tumalon sa dibdib ko, pero kailangan kong calm. Viveron was scanning the node ahead, her fingers flying across the holographic interface like she was playing a high-stakes game. Portgas and Athan? Both fighting off residual Guardian drones, their movements synchronized—pero medyo out of sync with my rhythm.
"Countess," Athanasius's voice crackled through the comms, low and smooth, "we need you to focus. Don't... let your attention drift. Hannibal may have set something up for you."
I swallowed, feeling that familiar pang of awareness—danger, yes, pero may kaunting excitement. Excitement na may halong tension... parang kapag ma
