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same alarm from Teine. She clutches my shoulders and yanks me into a

hug. “You have to go.”
“We can help!” I argue, but she holds me so tightly that I can’t move.

“You can’t. And if Tairn is using his power to keep you seated, then he’s

diminished as well. You have to go. Get out of here. If you love me, Violet,
you’ll go so I don’t have to worry about you, too.” She releases me, looking

to Xaden as our squad pours out of the door above, thundering by as they

run down the steps. “Get her out of here.”
“Let’s go!” Dain shouts. “Now!”

“Even if you don’t trust me, I’m the best weapon you have,” Xaden snarls

at Mira.
“If what you say is true, then you’re the best weapon she has. The other

half of the squad will be here in moments, and Teine thinks we have about
twenty minutes until the gryphons arrive.” Mira’s eyes meet mine. “You

have to get to safety, Violet. I love you. Don’t die. I’d hate to be an only

child.” There’s no cocky grin like when she left me at Basgiath on
Conscription Day.

Xaden hauls me against his side as Mira runs up the remaining stairs
toward the roof.

This can’t be happening. There’s no way I can flee to safety and leave my

sister here, with absolutely zero way of knowing if she’s alive or dead. This
feels like the exact sort of thing we’d never hear about in Battle Brief.

No fucking way. Every cell in my body rebels at the thought.

“No!” I fight, but there’s no point. He’s too strong. “Mira! What if you
get hurt? Tairn’s speed could be the only thing that saves you. At least let us

stay.”

She looks over her shoulder at the doorway, but there’s steel in her
expression. “You want me to trust you, Riorson? Get her the fuck out of

here and find a way for her to keep her seat. We both know she’s dead if she
doesn’t.”