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An invisible hole opened at my feet, and I fell into that black abyss.
It couldn’t be.
We couldn’t lose any more of our friends.
“They were taken? Alive?” Cora asked.
“We’re not sure,” Ramon said. “We arrived too late, but it seems they fought a group of alchemists and were taken.”
“They will use them as bait,” Theron said, his tone serious. Business-like. “To lure us to them.”
Another trap. I pushed all doubt and fear from within and focused on revenge. I was going to take all these alchemists down and save my friends.
“It doesn’t matter,” I said out loud. “Artan is gone. I won’t let it happen to anyone else.”
Ellie’s eyes bugged. “What do you mean Artan is gone?”
“He’s dead?” Theron asked.
New tears burned the back of my eyes, but I blinked fast. “I don’t know! He was stabb
