[Like before, there's this niggling feeling in the back of Vyng's head that this is Risky. But he wets his lips, closes his eyes...and raises a pale palm in sort of a serene high-five gesture. Right away, he can sense his companion's presence, and then the door behind him. If he concentrates just enough—]
[The metal hinges give a low groan, warping and splintering apart. Unlike the chains, Vyng needs to apply more pressure and heat. But soon enough, the door starts shifting under its own weight.]
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[Like before, there's this niggling feeling in the back of Vyng's head that this is Risky. But he wets his lips, closes his eyes...and raises a pale palm in sort of a serene high-five gesture. Right away, he can sense his companion's presence, and then the door behind him. If he concentrates just enough—]
[The metal hinges give a low groan, warping and splintering apart. Unlike the chains, Vyng needs to apply more pressure and heat. But soon enough, the door starts shifting under its own weight.]
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