Finally, we will be fine
Blake immediately turned, bolting away back upstairs.
With every step, the urgency of the situation weighed heavily on Blake's mind as he ascended the blistering stairs toward the room where Rose was being held captive. The building groaned and creaked around him, ominous signs of its imminent collapse looming over his every move.
As Blake reached the room, his heart clenched at the sight of Rose still ensnared in Damien's icy grip. The ice seemed impenetrable, a formidable barrier standing between him and his beloved Rose. He hesitated, fearing that any attempt to free her might inadvertently cause her harm.
"Brute force won't work," Blake thought aloud, his voice echoing faintly in the icy chamber. "I risk shattering the ice with Rose still trapped within."