Ava's POV
I hadn't felt since the evening we faced the Raven, the tension in the air thickens. Lyra's admission had rocked us all and exposed the extent of the Raven's power even following her capture. Now, armed with Lyra's intel, we were entering enemy territory in search of the surviving cells of her adherents.
Jackson and I had ready the pack for this, but I could not ignore the pulse of discomfort that persisted. Removing a visible menace differed from confronting the shadow it left behind, still alive in the brains of people she had perverted.
Jackson, Leo, Lyra, and I assembled among our most reliable fighters as the first light of dawn broke, prepared to leave. Lyra's face was strained, her eyes ablaze with a will that had replaced her previous hesitation. She had chosen somethi
