She had been a slave and a pawn once
before. She would never be so again.
Not for them. Never for them.
The gods began shouting, running toward
her, as Aelin ripped open a hole in their sky.
Right into a world she had seen only once.
Had accidentally opened a portal into one
night in a stone castle. Distant, baying howls
cracked from the bleak gray expanse.
A portal into a hell-realm. A door now
thrown open.
Aelin was still smiling when she closed the
archway into the gods’ world.
And left them to it, the sounds of their
outraged, frightened screams ringing out.
There was still one last task to seal the gate
forever.
Aelin unfurled her palm, studying the Lock
she had forged. She let it float into the heart