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"This way." Rumi led her through the ruins.
"There are almost no mentions of this stronghold," Celine said. "A single line in a document that was partly burned. Someone wanted this place to be lost to time."
"That was my suspicion," Lara said, stepping out of the tunnel.
"Celine, this is Lara Croft. We wouldn't have been able to find this place let alone seal it without her help." Rumi gestured between them, "Lara, this is Celine. She raised me and taught me everything I know. She's…" Rumi snorted, "She's my Roth."
Lara smiled at that, bowing her head to Celine, "It's nice to meet you."
"My pleasure." Celine offered her her hand, and they shook. Rumi could have sworn she saw Celine look Lara up and down. To appraise her.
She hoped.
