I pressed my palms against the cold surface. Flames hissed, then roared, pouring from me in a sudden, terrifying surge. The door groaned under the heat. Metal blistered. Bolts snapped one by one with the sound of cracking bones.
I let Hator take the lead, her rage blossoming into an inferno. My whole body shimmered with heat, every hair on my arms rising as power bled from my pores.
“Come on,” I whispered, pressing harder.
A second later, the metal exploded outward in a wave of smoke and sparks.
The hallway was dark, long, and too silent.
I stepped through the fog of molten steel.
Every nerve in me was awake now. Hator purred with satisfaction. But the moment we cleared the cell, her joy turned to dread.
“Something’s wrong.”
I paused, shoulders tightening. “What?”
“There should be
