Elara POV“That’s six,” I say, looking at Orson, who is sitting beside me on the floor. “It’s done.”“I don’t understand,” he frowns.“We brought six firebombs,” I explain. “And that was the last explosion. Either we succeeded or we failed, but it’s over.”“Kane, Axel, what’s happening?” I mind-link them, but I do not get a response.“Does your phone have a signal?” I ask, and Orson takes out his phone.“No,” he shakes his head. “How long will it be until we can get out of here?”“Depends on what is happening on the other side of the door,” I say, standing up. “I can’t contact my mates. Stay here and keep them calm while I look into this. As soon as I am sure it’s safe, I’ll get you.”I put my hand on the door handle and push, but it does not move an inch. Orson joins me and we try again, but it will not budge.“Now what?” He asks, looking at me in despair.“Well, obviously, the door’s barricaded by debris,” I state. “People know we’re in here, so they’ll come get us.”“In other words
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