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I disht of a large locust swar in our direction

But a second later, the leader proves h now forhair I turn cold when I recognize hiainst the rollup gate of the shipping container filled with desperate people who had been starved for sport This is the one Beliel said they bred and trained to be part of the locust leader group

He’s bigger than the others, and I reot better nutrition Why is he here? Can Paige order the locusts to turn on hierous to live I don’t want hirabs the ar him to a stop in e’s locust

White Streak rips off a wing and tosses the screeching locust toward the water

Paige screams She stares wide-eyed as her pet helplessly beats the one wing he has left as he falls like a rock toward the water

He makes a tiny splash in the dark bay The water ss hie’s other locusts, jabbing his oversized stinger ly into the air

Paige’s s confused They look to White Streak and steal glances at Paige, who is crying over her ain

All but four of Paige’s locusts flutter reluctantly into the insect swarhten their circle around us The roar of their wings is deafening, and our hair blows everywhere White Streak swings back and forth, staring down Paige

She looks like a little stitched-up doll in aher

Raffe must feel my tension, because he flies in White Streak’s path toward Paige Raffe’s des claw the air around us with every stroke He pauses in front of White Streak, letting his crescent-shaped wing blades flash in the sun

White Streak widens his eyes like a crazed man I wonder what he was in the World Before? A serial killer?

He puffs up at the sight of Raffe, assessing hi whether Raffe will dropto take on Raffe directly, at least not right now He may be a killer when it coirls, but he’s not willing to fight an angel dee’s reer to slice Paige’s locust across the face, drawing a line of blood across his cheek The ser one meant to slit his throat

White Streak turns his back on us as if to show that he’s not afraid He grabs Paige’s pet by the hair and flies aith the ss to stay up