*Starblood Dungeon, Night*

The faint groan of chains echoed when prisoners shifted in their sleep.

A sharp crack rang out like thunder.

Then another.

Torches flared as guards stumbled down the narrow stairwell, boots clattering against stone.

When the first torchlight swept across the dungeon, the guards froze.

Lesley stood in the center of her cell, one arm dangling free, the other still chained.

The chain had snapped at the wall, the bolt ripped ...