Chapter Twenty-Five
Newt
"Any idea where we are Newt?" Lix asked. The Children of Loki were away at the moment, leaving something to guard the door.
"Dragsholm Castle," Newt responded.
"I can sense sixteen others," Megan stated. "Coral and her mother, the Children of Loki, and others."
"Others?" Echo echoed in a questioning tone.
"Why are you echoing Echo? Grant gave you a chip, right?" Two asked.
"Sorry," Echo apologized. "They thought that I could only repeat what was said to me, so I played along."
"Anyways I can sense a Nine's signature aura," Megan stated. "A deep blood red. He is with 5 others."
"Can we get a message to them?" Four asked.
"I can try to set up a telepathic link," Newt offered. The others knew that she need some concentration to set up a link when the person wasn't in front of her, so they all went quiet. After a few minutes of concentration, she felt the familiar feeling of when the link was set up. Hello Nine. Can you hear me?
Loud and clear, Nine's response came.
There is at least one guard on the doorway. Try to find another way in.
Already way ahead of you. Before she could question what he meant, they all heard the sound of a drill. Nine was going to drill to them. Get up towards the walls. We are dropping down. They quite literally dropped down, considering that the floor dropped out from under them.
"That could have gone better," Five groaned.
"So some of you came," Hel remarked from the doorway.
"We are taking them and leaving," Nine growled.
"Efter we talk," Loki stated.
