Kaelen didn't attack Silas. He turned and slammed his bleeding hand onto the door's interface.
"Manual Override!" he shouted in the ancient tongue. "Protocol: Scorched Earth!"
The mountain groaned. The blue veins of Aetheria turned a violent, angry red. Silas's eyes widened in terror as his own brass grafts began to spark and smoke.
"What have you done?" Silas shrieked.
"I've initiated a feedback loop," Kaelen said, grabbing Lyra's limp body. "If you want the power of the Ancients, you can have all of it at once."
The alloy door didn't open, but it began to vent a supercooled gas. Kaelen used the fog to slip away, vanishing into the darkness as the deep foundations of the Nest began to tremble.
