And yet the Dragon Emperor who had always stood tall under the sky now looked like a child who had been thrown away completely, hollow and wrecked, with nothing left in his eyes but pain.
Evelyn's eyes reddened at once. Tears slipped down before she could stop them, and she covered her mouth, not daring to let a sound out.
Vivian bit down hard on her lower lip until blood came through. She could only watch him, wanting more than anything to rush over and comfort that battered young man, but she knew nobody could smooth over the wound in his chest at a time like this.
Luther's hand clamped down around the wraithblade until his knuckles turned white. A killing force built under his skin, hot enough to drive him forward right then and there, straight at Skylar, ready to fight to the death.
Grace held him back with everything she had. She gripped him hard and gave a small shake of her head.
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