It had been years since any of us had been in a tunnel like this. Not since we were children. Not since we believed that the rebellion was something untouchable, something good. When we had run through the hidden city, searching every alcove and hidden passage, typically hitting dead ends and coming home covered in mud. I exhaled slowly, pressing my palm against the wall again. This time, I let my magic sink deeper. Heat licked against my fingers, the stone warming beneath my touch. I frowned, pulling my hand back. Kai paused ahead of me. “What is it?” I hesitated, flexing my fingers before
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