The snow engulfed him. His okummmon, a semisentient bionic implant, alerted him the moment the Gyrgon required his presence. Kirlll Qandda shook his head. At the time, she had imagined his words to be figurative.
A black one, especially, because they are exceedingly rare and, according tolegend, intelligent. Much to his surprise, Rekkk Hacilar, the Nawatir, found himself returned to the cave where he had leftEleana dying of duur fever. Kundalan, he said softly. But the cenote remained empty for only a matter of moments.