Yuxi held Na'eem as they dropped slowly down the escalator.

  Well, maybe it was slow for her. For Na'eem it felt like his head was ready to fly off.

  'I thought you liked falling!' Yuxi yelled over the sound of swooshing air.

  'Only for you!' he yelled back.

  Oop. That was a little bit much. He blushed. Yuxi laughed.

  They landed after an awkward couple of minutes. The broken elevator had crashed a deep hole into the ground, cheap marble lay cracked all around it. Na'eem looked around, Na'eem two was nowhere to be seen.

  The doors in front of them were busted open, some inhuman force forcing the metal to twist apart. Na'eem squeezed himself through the gaps and Yuxi followed him soon after. Na'eem two stood over the corpse of a guardsman.

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  'Where do we go from here?' Na'eem asked.

  Na'eem two pointed ahead, 'You'll know what it is when you see it.'

  He was right, the core was hard to miss. A large ball of energy floated in the center of the room, it pulled Na'eem closer. Yuxi looked at it nervously.

  'We're supposed to destroy that?' Yuxi squinted at it, 'How?'

  'Isn't it obvious?' Na'eem said, squeezing his arm, 'We burn this place to the ground'

  'That sounds really dangerous...' Yuxi said.

  'Oh, it is,' Na'eem two butted in, 'But where's the fun in safety?'

  It wasn't really about safety. It was about peace.

  It's funny, really. That Na'eem could only find peace through destruction..

  He placed his hand on the ball of energy, focusing fire into his palm. The ball shifted, trying to escape him. The monitors surrounding it turned red. Another alarm went off. Na'eem felt the ground shift beneath his feet.

  More fire.

  The flames dripped down to the floor, licking at the exposed wires.

  More fire.

  Na'eem felt his head grow light, he fell back. Yuxi caught him, her heart beat fast against his back.

  'So you're sure this'll blow up this place for good?' Na'eem asked

  But Na'eem two was gone.

  His body slammed against the wall, thrown from across the room. It was clear, he'd been dead for a lot longer than he'd been with them.

  A mass of faces swirled in front of them before finally resembling a familiar one.

  Isaak stood there, grinning like a madman.

  The floor shook.