Chapter 140 Ashes Of The Empire

• The tunnel was narrow, the air thick and stale with the smell of dust and rusting metal. Their footsteps echoed faintly, mingling with the distant muffled shouts behind the steel wall. Each sound reminded them of the men swarming the safe room, unaware that their quarry was slipping further from reach.
• A thin line of emergency lights ran along the ceiling, casting the passage in a dim, eerie glow. Their shadows stretched unnaturally long on the walls, ghostly reminders of all they had endured.
• Nina clutched Darren’s hand as they moved, her other hand brushing the rough wall to steady herself. Her heart was still pounding from pulling the trigger; from ending Horace. She didn’t regret it, but the weight of it pressed on her chest.