another corner in the maze of streets, he saw Merreck and Jerklenn waiting at the top of a flight of stairs that led into a wide tunnel. A sign pointed down into the passage, but with only rudimentary Drazi, Vance could not decipher it. Nevertheless he ran headlong down the tunnel alongside the other Rangers.
The tunnel was lit with green strobes, and it did not take long for Vance to realise they were heading towards Torvag's underground transit system. Behind him the sound of the approaching Ky'Thain still echoed, but now there was hope of escape.
A few Drazi travellers occupied the subway, and they seemed disinterested in the pursuit. At least the Ky'Thain did not seem to be attacking any innocents. Neither did they seem concerned with keeping themselves concealed from the general populace, so intent were they on their prey.
When they made it to the platform, no train appeared. Two black holes stood at each end of the platform, the track running between them like an ancient steel bridge. The only thing coming down either tunnel was a gentle, stale breeze that wafted trash and detritus across the station floor.
The three Rangers turned to face the tunnel they had just emerged from. Each had a denn'bok in hand. Their ash-covered clothes hung heavy on their bodies and determination marked their faces. Vance forced a smile as he regarded his comrades. Merreck glanced back at him and, through the grime on his face, forced a smile too. 'We live for the One, we die for the One,' said Vance. The two Minbari repeated the phrase as the Ky'Thain burst from the tunnel.
A scruffy Drazi who had been lying beside the tunnel siphoning gut-rot liquor from a dusty bottle, leapt into the air in shock as the creatures appeared. The Rangers ran forward to meet their enemy while