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Lianna
Finally, the little lightning bolts release me from their hold. I stumble forward, my legs numb with shock. In my mind’s eye, Maxon’s last moments replay over and over. He kneels on the courtyard. His body curls backward. The skin on his torso turns black and bubbling. Hunks of his flesh are torn away. His beautiful face contorts in pain.
Maxon literally gets torn apart, the tiny pieces of his flesh carried off in smoke.
It can’t be real.
Losing my footing, I fall forward. It hurts like hell but I don’t care. All I can focus on is reaching the spot where Maxon last lived. I crawl across the courtyard, my chest aching. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, I register that the Air Valta are carting away Zephyr’s lifeless body. It’s a hollow victory.
At last, I reach the place
