Julies Evans POV:
I raised my hand.
Blood surged to my fingertips, pulsing with power.
"Let's finish this."
With a roar of compressed force, I unleashed the blast.
CRRRRAAACCKKK!
The door buckled under the impact and slammed open with a deafening screech.
What I saw inside made my blood run cold.
But there was no turning back now.
Bjron froze mid-motion, caught in the act. His eyes, wild and bloodshot, snapped toward me.
A manic grin twisted across his face.
"How the hell did you get out of your cell?!"
I didn't answer.
My eyes had already moved past him—to the metal bed behind him.
Lila was there.
Chained.
...And naked.
Her wrists and ankles were bound by thick, enchanted metal. She was still breathing, but barely. Her body trembled with silent sobs, tears streaming down her face. Her lips moved, whispering something I couldn't hear—but it didn't matter.
The fear in her eyes said everything.
