The museum floor groaned, a deep, metallic sound that vibrated right up through the soles of Sunshine's boots. She gripped her hammer, the weight of the cold steel providing the only sense of reality in a world currently turning upside-down. Her eyes darted between the flashing red emergency lights and the ceiling, where the crystalline dome was beginning to shed flakes of dust like snow.
Secretly, she sent the beacon into the space because it was like a hot potato in that moment. If it was discovered that she was the reason the Glacian empire was about to be attacked, neither the king nor the princess would show her mercy.
"What creatures? Princess, look at me_ what is out there?" Sunshine demanded, her voice tight.
