Mikhailis exhaled slowly, eyes flicking between the two paths before them. One led deeper into the ancient catacombs, where the Deep Sanctum supposedly held answers—or power—against the Mistborn Entity. The other led back toward the Technomancer stronghold, where their device, a potential disaster waiting to happen, remained unchecked. Either choice carried risk, and the urgency sat like a weight on his shoulders, pressing him to speak before hesitation could take hold.