said Morigna.“There is no way to open the door,” said Brother Caius, his deep voice calm. They kept climbing the stone stairs. The tunnel sloped upward, the sunlight at the end of the stairs growing brighter with every step. “Your damned kindred should have left a way to open it,” said Morigna. Unlike Caius, she looked nowhere near calm. Gavin was half-afraid that she might try to strike the dwarven friar. “All marvel at the renowned craftsmanship of the dwarves, yet you cannot build a door that can be opened from without.”“That is the point of a secure door, I believe,” said Caius. “And Ridmark and Calliande are not trapped. They can escape through the watch tower, and we shall meet them at the gates of Khald Azalar.” He scratched at his beard. “Specifically, the Gate of the West.”“You are so certain of that?” said Morigna. Her dark eyes were hard, her face tight with fury. “Perhaps the stairs are choked with rubble. Perhaps your kindred sealed off the tower to stop the Frostborn.
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