“No.” Olivia didn’t even hesitate. Armored guards began pouring out the doorway—the same ones they’d seen before, but packed so close that there was barely space to move between them. A hail of crossbow bolts began following her, but she was far enough away that the few that hit bounced off harmlessly. “We blow that up, and the ship might live to fuck everything we want to save. When I say go, lock those boot magnets as strong as possible and pray to god with whatever soul you have.”