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Chapter twenty two

Author: Mark Howard
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The climb back through the labyrinthine passage was arduous. The tremors had shifted some of the loose stones, making navigation treacherous. Maya, her muscles protesting with every step, leaned heavily on the freed prisoner, whose name she learned was Kael.

Kael, despite his weakened state, moved with a surprising agility honed by years spent navigating these dark corridors. He pointed out hidden handholds and stable pathways, a silent testament to his former role as guardian.

Reaching the hidden chamber, they found Ethan slumped against the wall, his face pale with pain. A nasty gash marred his forehead, and he cradled his arm unnaturally close to his body. Relief washed over Maya at the sight of him alive.

"Ethan!" she cried, rushing to his side.

He looked up, his eyes fluttering open. A flicker of a smile crossed his lips. "There you are. Thought I'd lost you both back there."

"We had some help," Maya said, glancing towards Kael.

Ethan's gaze followed hers, a wary edge creeping in
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