Crossfire
Eli was devastated seeing how the room exploded spewing fire through the door. Shards of glass flew off with it. Even chunks of metal went flying too. What horror awaits the person whom she longs to see inside. “No!” She screams trying to break loose from her sister’s grasp. Her face is a mess. Aside from the bruises and ash it is mixed with her tears. Some have already dried out. It looked like smudged make up even if she didn’t even put one. “Are you crazy? You’re going in there? Who knows what kind of trap lies inside?” Sol was trying her best to talk some sense to her. “Gab scan the area and look for any heat signatures,” she orders. “Yes, master.” After a few seconds later she sees a green grid in front of her eyes. She looked diligently around the vicinity. Each second that pa
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