The moonlight blazed around them as Thorne's shadow claws reached for Elara's throat. Time seemed frozen—the bomb countdown at zero, death approaching from above and below. Then the world burst in silver fire. When the light faded, they were standing in a dark cave. Water dripped from stone walls. The air smelled of earth and comfort. Everyone looked around in amazement. They had made it. "The teleportation worked," Derek breathed. "Where's Thorne?" Kael commanded, scanning the cave. "Gone," Tobias said sadly. "He must have escaped when the moonlight activated." "Along with Marcus," Ronan added, noticing his father was missing too. In the distance, they could see a bright flash through the cave opening.