C27 A Time-Based Race
Melissa’s POV
Kane pulled me through the deteriorating corridors of Lyra's stronghold, and the air smelled of blood and smoke. He moved swiftly and precisely while maintaining a solid but cautious hold on my arm.
"Get moving, Melissa! His voice was tight as he pleaded.
"I'm trying! I stumbled over a sharp stone and snapped. The cursed talisman around my neck burned like ice on my flesh
