The retreat from the center of the enclave was not as easy as the entry had been.
The instant Damaris and Lilith were freed, the remaining streams into the orb grew thick. The black-and-gold core spun faster, pulling harder on every chained figure still bound around it. The chamber answered immediately. Barriers of white law folded in from the curved walls. Thin blades of gold script cut across the path back toward the broken outer wall. The exit lane that Aeloria and Nyx had been maintaining was beginning to shrink under the pressure.
"Move!"
