Magnus Chase Thinking With Portals

	I threw the blade. It spiralled towards Surt, passing over the giant’s head. Surt grabbed for it and missed.
	‘What was that?’ The giant laughed. ‘An attack?’
	‘No,’ I said. ‘That was your exit.’
	Behind Surt, Jack slashed the air, ripping the fabric between the worlds. A zigzag of fire burned on the ridge. My ears popped. As if someone had shot out of the window in an aeroplane’s pressurized cabin, Surt and the other fire giants were sucked screaming into the rift, which closed behind them. ‘Bye!’ Jack called. ‘Catch you later!’