C132 Who Is the Ruler?!

"It's coming!"

That was Terpsichore's voice. Oddly enough, Zopyrus detected a hint of indifference in it.

He didn't have time to ponder, as his sweat-soaked vision blurred. He dared not even wipe it away for fear that lifting his hand would invite death.

Like a gecko, he clung to the ground, slightly lifting his head to keep an eye on metal door number three. His fists were clenched