Coughing, I fight through the smoke and ash and countless glass shards. I feel paws on my back. Fox paws. Daji has hitched a ride.
Wukong gives a deep monkey cough, while Athena mutters beneath her breath. It sounds like a prayer, a warrior's mantra, or both.
A treasure horde, and I had to let it go. The only thing I'm holding onto is the Cosmic Egg. I guess, in the event any demons pop up from the wreckage, I can shine a spotlight on them.
"Everyone okay?" I ask.
Daji barks in a sharp, adamant way that tells me I asked a stupid question,
"Sorry, it's SOP," I couch.
Athena grumbles, "I am going to send the Committee down to Hades. And the Consortium."
I hear the sound of a sputtering engine filled with dust from Wukong's direction. He's coughing like crazy. He may be invincible and skate to the edge of the universe and beyond, but right now, this basement vault is a deathtrap even for him.
"The door. Where's the door?" I gasp.
