Revan's exhausted sigh was instantly drowned out by a sound that made his teeth ache—the agonizing shriek of thick steel bending under impossible pressure.
The remaining saboteurs, thesquad that had managed to slip past the main frontline to reach the rear of the train, froze. Their squad leader had already screamed the order to retreat, but his men were completely paralyzed.
The heavy iron doors of the cargo wagon didn't just vibrate. They started to bulge outward, the thick metal warping like cheap tin.
The complex sealing runes painted in dried blood violently flared with a blinding, sickly crimson light. Then, with a sickening hiss, the blood literally boiled off the metal, vaporizing into red steam. The seal was broken.
BOOM!
A deafening impact from inside dented the door so hard that the heavy iron hinges snapped.
