Interlude: Fig under Siege

"Ienas! Ienas!" It was Kaj, looking more haggard than I'd ever seen him, rolling the wooden cask up the street. It was just rim dawn, casting horridly clear light on the last day the city would exist as we knew it. "I got it!" I had no idea how he did it… Kaj had been helping me since I'd told him my plan to try and save us and the Fig, using and burning his black-market contacts like