Caelus stood in front of the queen, but this time his hands were out of his pockets.
His fingers hung loose at his sides, his posture relaxed, his red eyes half-lidded. He looked almost bored. But there was something different about him now—something that made the air in the chamber feel heavier. Thicker. Like the moment before a thunderstorm.
Even his sisters realized he was getting serious.
Lysandra grabbed Vivienne's arm. "We need to move. Now."
Vivienne didn't argue. She had seen their brother fight before. She knew what happened when he stopped holding back.
But they did not have time to explain. Because they knew if Caelus went all out, this cave would collapse almost right away. The ceiling would crack, the walls would shatter and the entire nest would come down on top of them.
"There's a hole we passed earlier," Vivienne said, turning to Kaelen. "A fissure in the south wall. It leads to the surface."
