The sudden silence in the Nexus chamber was more unnerving than the preceding roar. Tayo, still trembling from the immense surge of power, felt both relief and a profound sense of foreboding. He had struck the bell; now he had to prepare for the inevitable echo.
"They'll be here," Lyra stated, her voice tight, already scanning the ancient stone walls for any sign of hidden paths. Her hand instinctively went to the hilt of her knife.
Kaelen nodded, his gaze fixed on the now-dark warning light. "Indeed. The city is a tightly woven web. Such a disruption... it will be like a stone dropped into calm water. The ripples will spread, and they will lead directly to the source." He walked to a section of the wall near the Gateway. "Our temporary hiding place will become their primary target."
"How much time do we have?" Tayo asked, pushing himself up, his muscles still feeling strangely loose, yet energized.
"Minutes, perhaps an hour at most," Kaelen estimated grimly. "Their initial confusion will give way to pinpointing the energy signature. And that signature is uniquely yours, young key." He gestured towards the Nexus. "You cannot hide what you have done. It is now part of the world."
"So, we fight?" Lyra asked, her stance already defensive.
Kaelen shook his head. "Not here. Not yet. We have revealed the Nexus, but we cannot defend it against the full might of the Ascendant Dynasty. Our goal now is to escape, to survive, and to find a place where the living key can continue his work without immediate capture." He began to move with a renewed urgency, checking a series of smaller, almost invisible levers set into the wall near the Gateway entrance.
"Is there another way out?" Tayo pressed, feeling the familiar prickle of fear, but now it was mixed with a defiant thrill.
"These tunnels stretch far beyond the city's charted maps," Kaelen explained, pulling at a lever. A section of the rough stone wall near the Gateway scraped open, revealing a narrow, dark fissure. "This path leads to the deep currents, the forgotten under-rivers that flow beneath the old city. It is long, treacherous, and unwatched. But it will lead us far from Aethelgard's immediate grasp."
"The under-rivers?" Lyra's eyes widened. "Legends say they lead to the Wastes."
Kaelen nodded. "A place of true wildness, where the city's control means nothing. It is dangerous, but also... free. It may be our only option if you truly intend to continue guiding the Nexus's power." He looked at Tayo. "They will hunt you relentlessly now. The key is too valuable to be left untamed."
Before Tayo could fully grasp the implications of fleeing to the legendary Wastes, a distant, muffled thump vibrated through the chamber. It was subtle, but unmistakable.
"They've breached the outer layer," Kaelen announced, his voice sharp. "Through the delivery tunnels. They are close."
"Let's go," Tayo urged, grabbing Lyra's arm. He felt a sudden, fierce protectiveness for his friends, and for the ancient power he had just reawakened.
Kaelen led them swiftly into the narrow fissure. It was a tight squeeze, the rough stone scraping against their clothes. The light from the Nexus chamber dimmed rapidly behind them, swallowed by the deeper darkness. The air grew damp and cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant water.
As they crawled through the confined passage, they could hear the faint, insistent sounds of the Watchers entering the Nexus chamber – the heavy clang of their armor, the cold, efficient hum of their energy scanners sweeping the space. A voice, amplified and chillingly calm, echoed behind them.
"The source has been located. Secure the area. The target is to be taken alive."
Tayo pushed forward, a desperate energy fueling his limbs. He was no longer the pampered boy from the House of Solaris, nor merely a student of ancient power. He was now a fugitive, a symbol, and the living key to a world on the brink of profound change. The journey had just truly begun.
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