Android At Arms
“This is dark and smells of old evils!” Elys stood, her feet firmly planted, a little away from the opening, which was a narrow slit that Andas had just opened, thankful his memory served him so well.
“Old evils,” the girl repeated. “I do not go in there!”
Before any of them could move, she drew out of reach, flitting across the bare room into which Andas had guided them, her form alternately revealed in the moonlight through the windows and hidden in the shadows between.
“Elys!” He would have taken off after her. Yolyos caught his arm.
“Leave her to me.” The Salariki’s voice was the throat rumble of a hunting feline. “I will see to her. There are other hiding places here beside your hidden ways. And the sooner you learn what rights you may have, the better. I shall watch Elys and Grasty. Return here when you can.”
Andas wanted nothing more than to do as Yolyos urged, yet he felt a responsibility for the others. And when he did not move, the Salariki gave him a push.
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