"There's no time," Liyam grimaced, "We've got to get out of here."
 Then had a thought. The only thing holding him back was Reina; he wasn't connected to anything else. Liyam stood, pulling their arms into a weird position, tightening the cuffs. It stung a little, but that was nothing compared to the scorching heat. He could now look over his shoulder, looking at his co-captive. She had flowing brown hair and fair skin, if they weren't trapped in an inferno, Liyam could've thought she was pretty.
 "There's a metal door ahead of me, about 15 feet away," he coughed, wincing at the heat, "Stand up. We should be able to reach the door and get out of here if we work together."