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"Fight?" Minho scoffs. "With what? Sharpened sticks against three tons of spike and saw?"

"Now we’re all watching," Minho snaps, limping toward them. His clothes are shredded, his face coated in the grey dust of the Labyrinth. "The will be out in minutes. We don’t have the walls to protect us tonight." El corredor del laberinto 1

"We can't just hide," Thomas says, his pulse thrumming with a strange, frantic energy. Since he arrived in the "Box" two days ago, he’s felt a pull toward those stone corridors, a sense of recognition that terrifies him. "We have to fight. If they find us here, we're trapped." "Fight