Nyx's POV
The blade plunged into Lyra's chest and I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat as my eyes flew open. The stone chamber was still there with robed figures moving in the shadows and Lyra's blood pooling across the table. The chains were still cutting into my wrists and I yanked against them frantically, trying to get free, trying to reach her.
"No, no, no—Lyra!" The words came out broken and desperate.
Hands grabbed me and I screamed again, thrashing violently to break free from whoever was holding me. Another robed figure. They were taking me next, would strap me to that table and cut into me and collect my blood in crystal vials while I screamed.
"Let go! Get off me!" I clawed at the arms around me.
"Nyx!" A voice cut through the terror but I couldn't understand it, co
