Chapter 124

But the grinding stopped.

I sniffed. Smoke. I slammed my magic into the yarn's. Miles had provided enough of a distraction for me to once more hook into it. I could have kissed him. I ripped the magic free, snagged it into my red forked branches, and let those gorgeous white clusters bloom.

The rope disappeared, dumping Miles and me onto the ground. I swore as my ankle jostled against the concrete.

A thunderous crash boomed from the top of the stairs and I flinched, but it was just Arkady, who'd smashed the door open.

I blinked against the brightness of the lights switching on, and then Arkady jumped the stairs two at a time, his face wild. "I was kidding," he babbled. "I wouldn't have sent you down alone - I couldn't break the door down."

Miles lay on his back, winded, with a sooty streak on one cheek, but at Arkady's agitated manner, he sat up. "Nothing we couldn't handle. Right?"