Behind him, the gate did not close. It waited .
"Now the war begins," it said. "And the first battle is you ." kwntr-bab-alharh
And deep in the Kwntr 's bones, something ancient woke up. Engines that had been tombs began to turn. Shields that had been myths began to hum. The colonists felt it—a sudden, terrible hope. Behind him, the gate did not close
On the other side was no corridor, no engine room. There was a plain of shattered glass under a sky that bled. And standing in the middle of it, wearing the face of Kaelen's own dead mother, was a thing made of angles and echoes. kwntr-bab-alharh