Chapter 41

The blast doors groaned, the thick alloy buckling inward under the pressure of Hugo’s palms. He didn't wait for the metal to give; he shoved, the screech of shearing bolts echoing through the corridors of Titan's Keep. As he stepped through the ruin of the entryway, the air hit him differently. It wasn't just the smell of ozone and burnt insulation; it was a heavy, static-thick pressure that made the hairs on his arms stand up. "Cassandra?" he tried, reaching out with his mind. There...