Page 568 - Fourth Wing

my skin.

As soon as we’re outside the walls, I throw my hands up and let it burst
free.

Lightning streaks the sky, earning us the notice of the horde of wyvern,

one of which peels off its flight pattern and soars in our direction, its
poison-barbed tails flicking behind it.

Maybe this wasn’t the best idea.

“We’re committed now,” Tairn reminds me.
Right.

They’re finally outside the city walls.

I summon more power and wield, my arms trembling with the effort to
control the deluge of raw energy. Lightning strikes once, missing the

wyvern by more than I’d like to admit. Dread fills my mouth with the taste
of ash. I’m not ready for this.

“Try again.”

“I don’t have enough control—”
“Try again!” Tairn demands.

I wield again, ripping down the walls between Tairn and me, and more of
the energy he channels rips through me. Lightning splits the dusk-hued sky

in a blast so bright, I blink.

“Again!”
I let the power overcome me again and again, concentrating on the

location of the wyvern as Tairn dodges blasts of blue fire. Finally, a strike

hits the one behind us, dropping him from the sky. It hits the hillside with a
satisfying crash.

“What about the venin it’s bonded to?” I tremble with the effort of

controlling the power, fighting to keep it from overtaking me. Sweat drips
down my face.

“Hopefully they’re like us. Kill the wyvern and the rider dies, but it’s hard
to tell with so many riderless ones.”