The Grand Army marched down the long, empty avenue of the Silent Kingdom.
Lucifer rode at the front, his Nightmare Steed hovering inches above the black slush left by the Glacial Hollows.
The multiplied Starfire Aura radiating from his hand pushed back the suffocating cold of the Absolute Zero curse, keeping his entire column perfectly warm and fully healed.
They reached the massive, glowing blue gates of the inner palace.
The gates were hundreds of feet tall, carved directly into a sheer cliff of solid glacier ice. There were no handles. There were no visible hinges.
Elara rode up beside Lucifer. She leveled her silver spear at the towering ice structure. "It is sealed shut. The magic here is incredibly dense.
A standard breaching charge will not scratch it."
"I am not using a charge," Lucifer said.
He didn't dismount. He simply raised his right hand.
