Annalise might be starting to crack. You would too, though, I think, given the circumstances here.
We found the twins, and Tristan tossed Aaron a sword. He nodded and we began fighting the shadow army that had swirled.
I’d seen Dream reprsentations of the Black Guards, and Athena had told me about them but the fight felt endless, and relentless, time stopped and yet continued forever. And they just kept coming.
“Thena,” Tristan called out as she sliced two of them down with her spear, he nodded to the hill, where a knight was sitting. She stopped.
“He’s mine,” she said.
“Athena,” Thomas said riding up to her, “no.” She glared at him. “Not now.” She fumed and joined me. Then I looked over another hill and saw Marina on her way. What was she doing there? She shouldn’t be in a battle.
And then there was the light, blinding, and white and when it cleared, we were alone, the shadows were gone. I saw the light…
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