Suddenly, a jolt. He slammed into something solid—a wall. He growled, frustration flashing through him. He looked up—three minutes left. No time to waste. He gathered the flames in his fist, punching through the wall. The energy crackled, the wall giving way as he slipped through, the opening sealing itself shut behind him. No trace left. He smirked—perfect.
Higher still, the structure loomed ahead. He landed on top, his feet making a soft thud as they touched down. A staircase stretched in front of him, winding up toward two massive doors. He frowned, eyeing the intricate carvings that decorated the steps. Familiar, but not quite the same. He moved forward, each step deliberate, the designs glowing faintly beneath his feet. His hand brushed the railing, the stone cool and smooth under his touch.
