Kael froze. The "seeds" weren't plants—they were coordinates.
Suddenly, the heavy blast doors at the end of the hall groaned. The heavy thud of Overseer boots rang out, rhythmic and cold. They knew. The Hive’s internal sensors had flagged the unauthorized power draw from the ancient device. skachat besplatno knigu drevnii
"Not today," he muttered, tucking the slate into his chest plate. Kael froze
For three hundred years, his people had lived in "The Hive," a subterranean labyrinth built by the "Ancients" before the surface became a scorched graveyard of radiation and glass. They were told the world above was dead. They were told the Archives were forbidden. " he muttered