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Milo closed his eyes and his head lulled to the side.
“Milo, wake up,” said Max. “We have to get out of here.” Milo didn't stir and the light from the earth stone began to fade. He grabbed Milo's shoulder and shook him. “Please, wake up.”
Griselda cawed from the window sill.
“He's too weak, Max. You have to get him outside.”
A piercing screech echoed through the tower. Griselda turned in the window and let out a fierce caw. A dark shadow passed over her. Whatever it was, it was big enough to block out the sun. Griselda flew after it.
Max ran to window and peered out. It was too narrow for him to see everything, but what he could see made his heart race. Oxworth had cracked open the earth. Fire burned in its depths and winged creatures poured out in every direction. They were thin
