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Zedd turned. He looked tired. 'Let's see if we can shut it in here.'

The thing tore at the vines as they pulled it to the ground, and was slicing
through them with its sharp claws as the three of them went through the big
doorway. Chase and Zedd each took one of the golden metal doors and pushed it
shut.

From the other side came a howl, and then a loud crash. A big dent popped out
in the door, knocking Zedd to the ground. Chase put a hand on each door and
put all his weight against them as the thing pounded from the other side.

Horrible screeches came through the metal as the thing clawed at the door.
Chase was covered with sweat and blood. Zedd jumped to his feet and helped
Chase hold the doors closed.

A claw stuck through the crack between the two doors and slid down; then
another came out from underneath. Through the door, Rachel could hear the
thing laughing. Chase grunted as he pushed. The doors creaked.

The wizard stood back and held out his arms, with his fingers up, like he was
pushing against the air. The creaking stopped. The thing howled louder.

Zedd grabbed Chase's sleeve. 'Get out of here.'

Chase backed away from the doors. 'Is that going to hold it?'

'I don't think so. If it comes for you, walk. Running or standing still
attracts its attention. Tell anyone else you see.'

'Zedd, what is that thing?'

There was another loud crash and another big dent popped out in the door. The
tips of claws broke through the metal and made rips in the door. The noise it
made hurt Rachel's ears.

'Go! Now!'

Chase snatched her up with an arm around her waist and started running down
the hall.
CHAPTER 2

Zedd idly fingered the stone through the coarse cloth of his robe, where it
was nestled in an inner pocket, as he watched the claws pull back through the
rips in the metal. He turned and watched the boundary warden carrying Rachel
down the hall. They hadn't gone more than a few dozen strides when one of the
doors flew off its hinges with a horrific boom. The strong hinges shattered as
if they were made of clay.

Zedd dove out of the way, the gold-clad iron door just missing him as it flew
across the hall and crashed against the polished granite wall, sending shards