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Moira moved to help me stand, and we spared only a second to hug each other. Both of us were shaking, but the feel of her arms wrapping around my body, holding me tight, steadied me. We could do this. Weweredoing this.

I pulled away, my hands resting on her shoulders as I searched her eyes. “I memorized the route they took. If you can do something about the door, I can get us out of here.”

Moira smirked. “I’ll do you one better. I’ll handle the doorandthe security system.”

Her eyes began to glow as her lips whispered the words of her spell. I knew better than to interrupt her while she was casting, but curiosity tugged at me. I wasn’t familiar enough with witchcraft to know exactly what she was doing, but as she continued to speak, the air grew warm and thick around us. If it was possible for air to be malleable, that’s what it felt like. As if Moira had found a way to shape and bend it to her will.