The floor lit up, directing her towards one of the rows of identical elevators. They couldn’t insulate her from the roar of activity in the cavern, since they were just overly large metal cages in an unfinished stone shaft. But at least she was moving away from the soldiers. Forerunner’s drone followed her—he had plenty of others. She could borrow this one without making their odds worse. “Do you think we’ll win the war, Forerunner?”