Aria's POV
"Grab my hand!" Julian yelled over the deafening roar of the wind, his voice barely cutting through the absolute chaos of our descent.
I reached out through the rushing darkness, my fingers scraping against the rough leather of his sleeve before locking tightly around his wrist. The wind tore at my hair, pulling tears from my eyes that instantly whipped away into the abyss.
"I've got you!" I screamed back, pulling him closer until our shoulders slammed together in mid-air. "Don't let go!"
"I don't plan on it!" he shouted, his free hand wrapping around my arm with a grip so tight it bruised. He looked down toward the approaching golden light, his eyes wide with horror. "Aria, what is that thing down there? That doesn't look like warding magic!"
"It's a gateway!" I yelle
