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back into her body after she had made her run. Igniting all of the breathable air was not going to be a good outcome.
    The Guardian ship was on its way down, and Nanette knew her time was up. Either she went in now or Rand would interfere with what she wanted to do. In a sane world, it should not be possible to do what she was planning, but this was alien soil and it was time to see if she could do everything that she thought she could.
    For the sake of the survivors, she hoped that she wasn’t just ego run amok.
     

Chapter Five
     
     
    Stone had its own personality, but heat turned it all into glowing, flowing liquid. Nanette just had to find the right temperature to let it flow without hardening immediately. Making a new path wouldn’t do any good if she sealed it up behind her.
    She used her focus to melt a deep trench and pit at the face of the stone wall. With a slow move, she pressed her glowing hands to the stone and it began to melt away like chocolate in the sun.
    As she caught on to the precise temperature range, she was able to increase her speed. Now, it was a matter of keeping her focus on the density of stone so that she didn’t light the hidden caverns behind the mansion on fire.
     
    * * * *
     
    Rand lunged for the doorway of the shuttle, and Loesh held him back.
    “We need to help the general population. There are lives at stake.”
    Rand powered up and whirled to face his friend. “My family is under that giant rock.”
    “The satellite scans don’t show any bodies. Is there a way that they could have avoided the rockslide?” Loesh resettled his grip.
    Rand thought quickly. “There is a series of tunnels and caverns that the ancients used. They run under and behind the mansion. They would have been the first line of escape.”
    “So, where is the entrance?”
    Rand looked out the door to the wreckage of his childhood home. “Under that pile of rock.”
    “Beryl has sent someone to help, and it seems that a plan is already in action.” Drovin nodded toward the city where aftershocks were shaking buildings and sending sparks through power systems. “You cannot help your family now, but you can help your people. Let’s get a move on. Lives are at stake.”
    Rand looked back to the mansion and his jaw clenched. “Right. Someone is helping them?”
    Drovin put his hand on Rand’s shoulder. “The help is on the way; now, we need to do our part.”
    Rand swallowed and stiffened his spine. “Right. I will head to the hospital and keep the power going; you do rescue and round up.”
    “Good. If your family made it, then they are safe for the time being. Others are not so lucky, let’s get them safe.”
    Rand and the others spilled out of the vehicle in a determined wave. They all had their parts to play, and they were going to play them. It was their job after all.
     
    * * * *
     
    She could feel the air pocket ahead of her, and she pulled back. She turned and even through the glow that surrounded her, she could see daylight. It would be a tight squeeze for the W’lyn, but that was their problem.
    Nanette extended her left hand and created a hole in the wall, a cubby that was just her size. If she did this right, the stone between her and the air pocket would shatter, and if she were wrong, she would light the air on fire. It was a fine line.
    She eased into the side pocket that she had created, melting the stone around the opening until only a pinhole remained. Now was the moment she had been dreading.
    She curled into a ball and pulled all of her heat back into her body. She heard the crackle of stone in the hall she had crafted and the blissful pop she had hoped for. Voices called out, and in moments, there were feet running past her as she spent her time keeping hell from unleashing on them.
    Nanette had never pulled the fire in; she had always pushed it out. Her skin felt white hot, but she held herself in until no flickers of heat remained within five hundred yards of her body.
    She