"You two can come in now, but not without supervision," Scar said.
"Sure," Angel replied. "Wait." she wiped off the gloss from Zane's mouth, before they walked into the compound.
Nostalgia hit her like a brick, the moment she stepped into the tower again.
Locked like a princess here, she had detested living for a very long time.
How somewhere that was supposed to be a haven, became her hell didn't make sense to her.
Coming back now, it did. All of its corners reeked of death.
She understood now why Ares felt insulted every time Kolasi was compared to the tower.
Kolasi was hell in translation, but in practice, the tower was worse than hell.
"Hey, how are we going to do this?" Zane leaned in to ask.
"Patience," she replied, her eyes scanning around.
The walk to the inside of the tower itself took a while.
She didn't remember it being this long a distance.
But on second thought, she remembered it was a distance that was always covered by a car.
