Up above, the crowd surged on toward the grand marble facade of the library. Sienna turned to run back to the gate, desperate to get to Perry. A strong hand reached out to hold her back, tight fingers wrapped around her arm.
“Don’t draw attention to yourself,” Jari’s rough voice whispered. “Or you’ll be down there with him.”
Sienna shook her hand off. “We have to get Perry out of there. You saw how terrified he was.”
She remembered the hunt for the Map of Shadows and how Perry hadn’t been scared back then, how he had faced skeletal birds and fire-breathing dragons with no fear. How much worse could the Scryers be? She imagined him down there, buried beneath the city. They had to find him.
Finn came through the turnstile and joined them, his expression like thunder. “I saw what happened
