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Farley adjusts her grip on Gareth, taking on alh she helps him toward the jet, her focus is on Jon "Was the little beast there?"

Gareth nods "Sentinels were, so the king couldn’t have been far"

She curses, but I don’t knoho she’s angrier at Maven for a looks worse than it is," Jon calls over the rain He points at Gareth as Farley helps hier waves to Nanny, still crouched against Shade "She’s bone tired and cold Blankets should do"

"I’m not some old coot to be wrapped up and shut away," Nanny snarls froets to her feet as quickly as she can, burning a glare at Jon "Let me walk, Shade, or I’ll scold you into oblivion"

"Your call, Nanny," Shade ives her enough rooth away Nanny proudly stalks into the jet, her head held high and back rarowls as he shoulders past Jon He doesn’t bother to look back, even when Jon barks a laugh at his retreating forh so that only I can hear

Trust the vision, not the a runs down er The threat is plain as day "And so do I"

"I don’t play ga the side of his head "Even when I was boy This made it a bit hard to find competition, you see"

"That’s not--"

"I knohat you , has beco for the jet, but after a few quick steps, I realize Jon isn’t following

He stares into the rain, but his eyes are wide and bright A vision has not taken hold He’s just standing still, enjoying the feel of cold, clean water washing the ash from his skin

"This is where I leave you"

The pulse of the jet spooling to life echoes in e, but it feels distant, uniht of the rainstorray as the rain, fleeting as both

"I thought you were going to help us with the prison?" Desperation floods my voice, and I let it Jon doesn’t see for you too He’s killing all of us, and he’ll kill you when he gets the chance"

That h so hard he doubles "You think I don’t know the mo’s hands"

My teeth gnash together in irritation How can he leave? All the others chose to fight Why won’t he? "You know I cansee in the rain, it twists between ain, Jon smiles "I know you can, and I know you won’t But take heart, Miss Barrow We will"Yes, yes, ill"

I’ hi hiun to back away Every step makes him harder to see "Trust me when I say you don’t! I leave with you these instructions--fly to the outskirts of Siracas, to Little Sword Lake Protect what you find there, or your iood as dead"

Siracas, Little Sword Lake I repeat the words until they coht, but now You must fly now"

The roar of the jet expands, until the air itself vibrates with strain "What are we looking for?" I shout over the din, putting up one hand to shield h it, if only to see the last silhouette of the gray man

"You’ll know!" comes out of the rain "And tell Diana, when she doubts Tell her the answer to her question is yes"