Cassian's POV
“We’ve got to kill the Moon Drinkers first,” Milo says. “There’s no way we’re going to be able to hold them off and rescue Lyra at the same time, so we need to get them out of the picture.”
“We can’t do that,” Wilder says.
“Why not?” I demand.
Frankly, I’ve been sitting still long enough, and I’m ready to kill something. I almost don’t care what it is at this point. The wolf in me is frantic, ready to act, ready to start ripping into skin and shattering bones with his teeth. I’ve made him wait so long that when the fight finally does start, he’s going to be almost psychotically violent.
A couple of Moon Drinkers sound like a great target for that violence.
Milo is clearly on my side.
“There were only two of them,” he says. “We can handle them. I know they’re Moon Dri
