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Adrian.
Adrian’s sword flew from his hand, and the siren caught it, then pointed it back at Adrian’s throat.
Without thinking, I grabbed one of the rocks from my shirt and flung it at the siren’s head. It made contact, sending him backward and making him drop the sword. The pain suddenly hit me. I screamed as my palm burned from the stone. The flesh had turned red and blistered, a dark welt in the center just like the one Luc had in his back.
Tears pricked my eyes. It was true. I could die by both the spiritual weapons and the human ones.
I was easiest to kill in this room.
Adrian came to his feet, his eyes meeting mine. He broke his contact almost immediately, however, his head snapping over his shoulder to the front of the room. I followed his sight.
Henrik stood at the front of the room, his teeth bared in rage as he stared straight at me.
He pointed, his mouth opening wide in a command I didn’t hear.
The sirens rushed me. Before I could even take a step to run, I was yanked into the air. I screamed until I looked over my shoulder to see that it was Luc. He pulled me in close, flying us out of the room. I gripped his neck, gasping in relief.
The other sirens weren’t finished, however. Their wings were fully spread as they came for us. I couldn’t hear their voices as they opened their mouths to scream at us, and it made it more terrifying than if I could hear.
Luc was fast—faster than I had ever remembered—and he sped and swooped through the cavern with ease as if he had never left. He stopped and snapped his wings backward, sending us behind all of our pursuers. He then bolted higher into the air, turning hard and going deeper into the cavern.
We made it halfway through the hall before we were hit from the side.
There was only blurring and pain. The hit from the side hurled us into the wall, and Luc gripped me tight on impact. The rocks above us loosened and fell, as did we. We tumbled down, farther and farther, until we hit the ground hard.
Everything went black.
Then white.
And when my eyes focused, I saw Luc lying next to me, unconscious and pale, boulders pinning him to the floor.
CHAPTER 43—RACING
I couldn’t even bring myself to call his name. I came to my hands and knees, dizzy and shaking as I went to his side. He groaned in deep pain as I leaned over and touched his damp forehead.
I looked up overhead and saw none of the other sirens. Perhaps they had left us for dead. Perhaps they were hurt as well. Whatever the case, it didn’t matter for now. All that mattered was Luc.
I turned his head toward me. “Luc? Can you hear me?”
His eyes fluttered open. He smiled, bringing a hand to mine.
“Is that you, little dove?” he asked. He curled up, hissing. “Shit… We may not die, but I forgot how much pain we can feel.”
“Is it bad?”
He looked at his wings under the rocks and then back at me. “It’s certainly not good.”
I stood up and tried to roll the boulders off his wings. They were too heavy for me to move.
“Leave it, little dove,” Luc said. “You have to go.”
“I can’t leave you here. What if the sirens come after you?”
“Thenyou’llbe in danger,” he replied. “Besides, the effects of the mind control probably wears off this far out. They have to be in Henrik’s sight for them to obey.”
“But they followed us all the way out here, and if they find you—”
“They can’t kill me. You can’t kill spirits without the Trials, remember?”
