27
Maxon
I lie on the courtyard grounds like a corpse. Somehow, part of Zephyr’s Kristalli attached itself to my chest. Damn, it hurts like hell. Tiny prongs of stone burrow into my rib cage. Questions burn through my brain, but the pain’s too intense to really think things through. Still, I keep asking them, over and over.
Why did the Kristalli do this? Is it some trick of Zephyr’s?
Pain sears my lungs as the Kristalli digs deeper. On instinct, my fingers tear at the stone, trying to yank it out. It doesn’t budge. Somewhere through the haze of shock and hurt, my mind’s able to focus on one thing—the reason why I’m here in the first place.
Lianna. What happened to Lianna?
Wincing through the pain, I force myself to move and inspect the courtyard. Lianna slowly limps toward me. She’s
