With the flames illuminating the scene, Oliver looked over as his friends hurried toward him. Hed never been more pleased to see anyone in his life.

He had next to no strength in him, but croaked out, Whoever said magnetism was the worst specialism?

Walter grinned, then turned back to look at the scene of devastation. Oliver did the same. He could hardly believe what he was seeing. The power of Seers against mortals was undeniable.

We have to destroy the bomb, Ralph said.

Oliver shook his head. It has to be defused first. Any wrong move and it will blow.

Can you do it? Simon asked. Defuse it?

I tried, Oliver told him. But my powers have failed. Ive drained them completely.

Esther bent down and gazed into his eyes. Not with your powers. With your knowledge.

Shes right, Hazel said. If Lucas made the bomb using what hed learned from Armando, then youre the only other person in the world wholl be able to dismantle it.

Though hed already spent hours in the plane trying and failing to work out how to do so, Oliver knew his friends were right.

He nodded with determination. Walter and Simon heaved him to his feet. Oliver gritted his teeth against the pain. Together, they helped him across the courtyard to where the bomb still stood, the rest of his friends following. Fire from the burning trucks stung their skin. The smoke was black and acrid.

Oliver grabbed the bombs design from his overall pockets.

Esther, first, can you get through the shield? he asked. Theres one built around it thats making it hard to access the wires.

She nodded and unfocused her eyes. The shimmering shield around the bomb disappeared.

Oliver studied the diagrams. His whole body trembled with fatigue. But without the shimmering shield, he could see more clearly what he had to do. Through Lucass complex network of wires and trick wires, booby traps and dead ends, he saw how the puzzle fit together.

The red wire, he stammered. Its the red wire.

Are you sure? Ralph asked. His teeth were practically clenched.

Im sure, Oliver said.

He went to lean forward, but felt Hazels hand on his wrist. Youre shaking, she said. Let me. I have a smaller, steadier hand.

Everyone held their breath as Hazel reached forward. Her nimble fingers gently bypassed the complex bundle of multicolored wire, delicately taking hold of the red one Oliver had indicated.

Okay, she said, as her fingers squeezed on the wire. Now or never.

Simon closed his eyes. Ralph looked away. The tension radiating from Walter was palpable. Esther was starting to shake from the effort of holding the shield back. Oliver squeezed his hands into fists. If hed calculated wrong they would all die.

Hazel tugged. The wire snapped. The bomb did not blow.

You did it! Walter cried.