As he ran, Midnight constantly looked around, the way the lights dimmed, then flared briefly distorted his vision and created ominous shadows, but no one tried to stop them. In fact, he saw no guards at all. The hallways remained eerily empty. Perhaps it’s because the Atlanteans are too concerned about their loss of power than their prisoners
Arriving at the main doors, Tresilian cautiously opened them, but it was as equally deserted outside the palace as had been inside.
“There’s one.” Tresilian pointed to a clockwork train close to the palace. “The other must be down by the harbour. Right. Hop on board. Dru, come up front and watch what Aurora does, then you’ll be ready to drive the other one back here.”
“You take care, Midnight.” Aurora hugged him hard enough to make Midnight wince, but he didn’t care.
“You, too. We’ll have the ship ready to go as soon as you join us.” Midnight hoped he looked at confident as he tried to sound.