The news that the Iron Wolves had already captured an artifact sent a jolt of urgency through the team. The fun and games were over. This was now a flat-out race.
"Emma, what's the fastest way to the central vault?" Ryan asked, his voice sharp and focused.
Emma's fingers flew across her datapad, her face lit by its blue glow. "The Iron Wolves are taking the main corridors. They're loud, but they're fast. They're smashing through everything. We can't beat them in a straight race on that path."
She paused, a small frown on her face as she studied the complex map. "But… there is another way. It's not on the main schematics. It looks like… a maintenance tunnel.
It's tight, dark, and probably full of whatever passed for giant robot rats in the Precursor era. But it's a direct line. It will take us right to the vault's doorstep."
"Perfect," Ryan said. "Lead the way."
