![]() A rare benefit of being able to switch between human and Vanir identities-and of being a rare human who’d made the Drop. ![]() Alone, even on foot, she could have easily made it. But only two places existed for her now: here, and the port of Servast, her destination tonight. Half of the Ophion rebel bases had fallen. She’d stood mere feet from a guard in the breakfast line this morning and he hadn’t so much as sniffed in her direction.Ī small victory. Two weeks here, and that reek had become etched into her very skin, blinding even the wolves’ keen noses. ![]() It had also veiled her when they’d marched her and the others between the brick buildings of the camp, this new Hel that was only a small model of what the Asteri planned to do if the war continued. The reek of the days crammed into the cattle car had covered the telltale scent in her blood. Two weeks, and still the guards-dreadwolves, all of them-had not sniffed her out. ![]() Sofie had survived in the Kavalla death camp for two weeks. ![]()
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