Letting out a frustrated cry, I shoved the fear clawing at my throat aside and swung the metal tube with all the force I had left. The lever jolted, barely, but enough. The tube clattered to the floor as I gripped the handle with both hands, ignoring the searing pain from my wounded palm. Gritting my teeth, I yanked it across. A hiss echoed through the corridor as the heavy door groaned to life.
Relief surged in my chest.
The others sprang into action—Krane, Calian, and Braken throwing their weight against the door from their side. I grabbed it from mine, slick blood making my grip slip slightly. Still, I heaved with everything I had.
A low, skittering sound drifted to my ears—like something crawling over broken glass. I made the mistake of glancing past Krane—and fear froze me to the s
