"Run, Lyra!
Kael lunged forward.
I flung myself sideways.
His claws tore through the stone where my head had been.
The wall busted.
“Kael!
And he turned right.
His eyes, silver, found me.
There was no familiarity in them.
No heat.
Stop. No.
Only the cold command that had gripped him.
Kill her.
I stepped back.
He was here again.
I ran.
I ran down the corridor, my feet pounding on the stone floor. Kael’s footsteps followed behind me.
Quick.
Too quickly.
I looked over my shoulder again.
He was coming.
“Keep moving!” shouted the Guardian.
I didn’t need telling twice.
I’d turned a corner.
Somebody took my shoulder.
I turned round and screamed.
It was the First Beast.
"Not that way,"
It pulled me to another passage.
“Where are we headed?”
“Somewhere he can’t get in
