"How could they've escaped!" Vardy barked, his voice echoing through the cave.
Ferah stood with her arms folded, frustration clear in the tightness of her jaw. Luthor leaned against the wall, quiet but tense. Selene, for once, wasn't smirking.
"They've taken her to Dean's prison," Selene said, her voice steady but urgent. "If we don't act fast, they'll kill her before we get there."
Vardy turned sharply. "Then we don't waste time. Tell me everything you know."
Selene exhaled, stepping forward, tracing a rough map into the dirt floor with the tip of her dagger.
"Dean's prison isn't just a building. It's a fortress. High walls, heavy patrols, and worse, spells that can detect intruders."
Luthor frowned. "And you know this how?"
Selene's eyes flickered. "Because I've been there before."
Silence.
"Doesn't matter how you know," Vardy said. "Tell us the way in."
