Without a thought, I tossed the knapsack down the crater, watching with grim pleasure as the brown bag hit the bottom with a satisfying thunk. A moment later, my own spit joined it (that was for spitting on Elish) and I turned and got back on the quad. “I won’t even ask,” Silas said from behind me. “Just like I won’t ask why you’re on a legion quad, Raven.”
