Chapter 187 The New Explosives

• Edward clearly understood the gravity of the situation too. He stepped back, handing the torch to Echo, his voice unsteady. "I'm going to check ahead."
• Echo took the torch, pressing herself back against the wall. The further this flame stayed from those explosives, the better.
• Edward seemed to disappear for a moment, or maybe it was longer—time felt distorted. Just as Echo's face grew increasingly pale, Edward returned, looking grim.