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Naito cinches his belt around the stump of Nakano’s arm

"Help him" I push Aren toward the humans

"You’re not hurt?"

"No" A bullet in the back is what knocked round, but I don’t think it penetratedthe pain now

"Get her out of here," Aren orders He scrambles across the forest floor to Nakano

As Kyol’s pulling me to o, but it nags at me like an itch that needs to be scratched It’s a Court fae I can’t see his face, but I’m certain I know him He’sHoly shit, it’s Radath

I yank my sketchbook out of "

"Not now, McKenzie"

I push Kyol’s hands away and take the pen out of the spiral "It’s Radath"

Kyol freezes I take advantage of his indecision and scratch the first twist of shadows across a blank page The trail’s fresh enough I think I can one to the Realm" He’ll double fissure so I have to be accurate A deeper shade of black narrows into a curving line The river leaks out into the Jythia Ocean

I focus The shadow’s scale changes, grows e to narrow my map down as well He’s fissured into a rocky field It’s nowhere near a town, just a place in the middle of nowhere

"Criskran" I shove the sketchbook in front of Kyol’s eyes "You can catch him"

His jaw clenches

"Stay with Jorreb," he orders He takes un out of its holster, presses it intoflickers in his eyes I don’t realize what it is until he fissures out He doesn’t expect to see ht

In a fair fight

Fear drives the air out of s It’s a trap It’s the only explanation for Radath being here, right here, where Kyol and I both stood

God, what have I done?

I press , anyone who can help hi He fissures away to fight a trio of Court fae, leaving Naito at his father’s side

"Get away!" Nakano roars at his son

Naito coun from his father’s severed hand and takes ai

I scra on wet leaves as the battle roars on I have to find so and able to help Kyol I have to

I spot Nalst running past Nakano Before I call the rebel’s naun out froout I spin in the direction Nakano shot,sure he hasn’t hit any rebels

He has

Kelia cries out, sinking to her knees She has aret up She’ll

A wet stain grows across her breast