Page 118 of Wicked Crown


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Still, he gave it all, leaving none for himself.Just as he would do for Vori.

He didn’t flinch when the sparks burned his skin, whenpopsandcrackshurt his ears, when a flare of white light blinded him as every streetlight, every flood lamp, every bulb on the neighboring buildings flashed to life.

“That’s enough,” Alexei said.“You can’t burn yourself out.”

Perry resisted the urge to force one more pulse, to see just how far he could actually go.To light this entire place in glowing pristine power.

Vori.He locked the magic down so fast that his chest burned and his body ached.He ran toward the gate, pushing through the hobbling pain in his bad leg.“We have to go.Vori needs us.”

Alexei kept pace beside him.“You saved the city.”

“Screw the city.Let the whole place burn.She’s all that matters.”He headed for the helicopter, praying to whatever old gods of greed or thievery the goblins might worship that he wouldn’t be too late.

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