Thistles soon landed at the prison, where Cairo, Derek, and Scyene were all waiting.
"Okay, we have got to figure this out." Cairo said, pacing. "Unless we can find a key there's no way we can get in."
"Who are you." Thistles demanded from the dogs.
"I am Cairo, ad these are my subordinates Scyene and Derek. We're trying to find a way in as I am certain Valasca is behind this door."
"Nasty place to keep even a prisoner if you ask me." Derek piped up, throwing a chunk of mold out the door.
"I think I have the key." Thistles said. She walked over to the door and placed the key into the hole, fiddling around with it as she tried to get it to work. "Come on... I worked so hard to get this key... don't let it be all for nothing!" She murmured as she continued forcing the key into the hole, barely moving.