Destroyers of the Lost Garden (The Lost Garden Trilogy Book 3)

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through the emergency power generator?” Sulina asked, as if she already knew the answer.
    “I’m not sure,” Ellisia replied. “I never received my complete training. I’m sure if there is some source of power that there would be a way to tap into it. The only problem with that is the emergency power grid isn’t set up to provide power to the entire complex. It would burn out before you had a chance to power up the entire grid.”
    Sulina turned her attention away from the door for a moment.
    “Would you be able to find that emergency power source, Ellisia?”
    Ellisia smiled.
    “I know exactly where it is. I suppose you want me to find it and try to restore power to the control center. If I do that, you still won’t be able to do anything from the control center. Everything else takes power of its own.”
    “It’s worth a shot,” Sulina said, as she sneered. “You work on that and Morina and my minions will work on getting us to the fourth floor.”
    Ellisia looked concerned.
    “I won’t be able to contact you if I’m able to switch the power. All of the emergency lights will no longer be functioning either.”
    Sulina smiled as she placed a reassuring hand on her newly formed Fallen’s shoulder.
    “Come to the control center whether you succeed or not. The emergency lights not functioning will be exactly how we will know if you’ve succeeded. How many metal doors do you have to power yourself through?”
    Ellisia counted silently. “Only two.”
    “Then get started,” Sulina urged. “The rest of us have to make our way to the control center. That’s the last known whereabouts of my dear sister. I want to make sure that the lack of oxygen in her giant metal tomb was more than enough to finish her for good.”
    Ellisia went on her mission, as the two of the others started to work on opening the door to the stairwell.
    Morina crossed her arms in disgust.
    “What if we find sister dearest still alive? How much could that turn the tide in favor of the Daughters?”
    Sulina’s eyes became dark as she clenched her fists.
    “Not to sound overly dramatic, but that could win the war for them.”

 
    Chapter Eleven
     
    Knight was slammed hard into a rock formation, which caused him to not only straighten up slightly, but it also made most of the breath that he frantically held onto to evacuate his lungs. He was swallowing water and started to panic. His arms flailed as his mind raced.
    He was the Chosen One but he wouldn’t make it to help the Daughters of Eve. What if they failed without him? He betrayed the Daughters. He betrayed Geronimo. More importantly, he betrayed Jess.
    Jess was all he could think of as he felt himself blacking out. He pictured how beautiful she was when she smiled at him. He had failed his love.
    “I love you, Jess!” Knight yelled as he was pulled up into something he thought he would never experience again…air.
    He was placed on soft ground. He felt himself give in to the darkness. Jess smiled as she stood over him.
    “I love you too, Evan Knight.”
    That was the last thing he heard before darkness. At least he had seen her smile one last time.
     
    ***
     
    Geronimo felt the searing pain from where his leg was grazed by a bullet. Why the leg of all places? He gritted his teeth and ran harder toward the tank. He turned on the run and fired a few shots of his own, just to keep them on their toes.
    He saw that he was only about 20 yards away from his tank when he heard something strange. Nothing. No longer did he hear weapons firing or bullets hitting the ground around him.
    He knew from his training that meant something or someone waited for him by the tank. He had come too far to stop. If that was his time, then he was going out swinging. Or in this case, shooting.
    His thoughts were on his wife. Would he see her again? He remembered her dressed in her wedding dress. It was an off the shoulder Chantilly lace trumpet gown. It had lace layered into the gown. It had taken

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