The heat inside the lower hold was unbearable. Massive iron boilers hissed and groaned on all sides, piping red-hot steam through the cramped, narrow gangways of the warship's belly. The ambient hum of the vessel's primary engine vibrated straight through the soles of our tactical boots, rattling the heavy brass pressure gauges along the walls.At the far end of the lowest deck sat the heavy, double-locked door of the primary powder magazine—a vault containing enough high-grade incendiary shells to level our entire territory."Ten seconds on the lock," Soren gasped, his face slick with sweat and black coal soot as he pressed his palms flat against the vault's central iron seal. His blue witch fire crackled wildly against the spell-forged deadbolts, melting the heavy iron tumblers into glowing slag. Beside him, Cade kept his long rifle raised, covering the narrow steel gangway behind us where the sound of heavy, armored boots echoed down the iron stairwell."They're coming down the r
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