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The hate-filled edge I’ in Beliel is not there, even in this horrid place Whatever happened to him to make him that way hasn’t happened yet

We follow the Watchers away fro of those Consuain

Raffe pulls ht

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‘Stay low,’ says one of the Watchers, ‘where they can’t see you’

Raffe swoops down and flies at al side to side, barely avoiding broken wheels, piles of rubble, and burned-out husks of sonizable

Behind us, the Pit lord with the fla heads at his set of newly Fallen who strain to fly as fast as they can The spotted hellion that caed rat, pointing at us

We glide along the broken street until we turn a corner and co heads

Raffe shifts , I knohat he wants ht at the same time I pull out my sword

Raffe swoops left, and I cut a swath through the Consuround as the blade slices through thee formation with us in the lead I’m the only one with a weapon, so it becoets in our way The Watchers punch and kick their way behind us

I’ve never fought on a real team before other than with Raffe, but we all fall into a rhythm that doesn’t require words for us to coordinate

Someone yells behind us

We all turn to look The Pit lord has caught Flyer, as at the end of our fore of the chariot with the Pit lord pressing on either side of him so that his back is about to snap in half

Everyone exchanges a quick look, then the entire for to rescue Flyer

The air is filled with the screa for bodies

Hawk and Cyclone lead the charge back to Flyer with a fierce war cry They are the first hit with the screaht into the hit with half a dozen each

As soon as they land on Hawk and Cyclone, they begin chewing and burrowing into their flesh

Hawk and Cyclone grab the hair of a couple of heads per hand and yank the the heads by the hair and use them to bat away the others Their hands drip with blood as the Consumed hair cuts into thee on Hawk and Cyclone

Four other Watchers zip in and pluck and s as their support to keep them alive Meanwhile, the rest of us fly in toward the Pit lord while Hawk and Cyclone distract the Consuo of Flyer and leaps at us

His blazing wings sweep the air with fla toward us in a ball of fire