Another explosion and the hole that had been well behind them became wider and nearly overhead–a blinking, smoky eye gleaming with malice. Linsora and Permac hunched close to the wall. The wires they had just pushed through smoldered and sparked in a frenzy of light and smoke. Permac’s heartbeat raced faster than the pulsing light, sounded louder than the blasts. He didn’t hear the sharp crack of the floor over them.
With a slow shudder, the gaping eye closed. The ceiling tilted. A slab folded down over them.
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