Chapter SeventeenJ'Tull scuttled forward on her hands and knees, heading away from one group of Vox and straight toward another.
It hadn't taken long for pursuers to come after her in the elevated tubes. At first, there had been only a few, and she had been able to evade them with relative ease, shunting into connecting passages and climbing or descending to different levels.
Now, though, the Vox had entered the tubes in force. Everywhere she looked, they scurried through the transparent channels, racing to apprehend her. For J'Tull, it was no longer a matter of finding a clear route; her only strategy was to follow the routes that offered the least resistance.
From her current vantage point, she could see that one such alternate path was available – a port a few yards ahead that fed
