"You really thought you could just walk in here and smash my goddess's beautiful work?" Liora's voice rang out from somewhere above us, echoing off the stone walls with that infuriating musical lilt she always used when she thought she was winning.
I spun around, scanning the upper scaffolding. The vault was chaos. Malachi had already sent three soldiers flying backward with a massive gust of compressed air. Kai and Commander Vane were locked in a brutal sword fight near the iron pillars, their blades ringing like church bells. Pearl and Des were scrambling up the wooden ladder toward the high ledges, shouting insults at each other the entire way.
And somewhere in all that noise and violence, my supposed sister was hiding like the manipulative coward she was.
"Come down here and say that to my face, Liora!" I yelled, gripping my daggers so hard my knuckles went white.
