'Open. Now.'
A shockwave travelled out from the mouths of Mrs Queen, ripping through the fabric of spacetime as the other end of the wormhole became forcibly opened after the attack on Taxi collapsed it all. The tunnel of distorted light that surrounds Mrs Queen and Mr King wobbled with this action before a cut was finally made through the layers of transparent reality.
Then, a gust of wind blew through the gap as if a space ship has been punctured. Mr King surged forward, reaching ahead with his massive arms and gripped onto the edges of the cut in space as his golden armour pulsed with light. Then, he forced the cut wider and wider, allowing for Mrs Queen to squeeze through before he ducked through too.
