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*Ella* “GO!” I scream to Cassian, who looks absolutely enraged as warriors begin funneling toward us and Ravenna’s severed head falls from her shoulders and hits the ground. Granger bursts into action, shoving his sword into Amanda’s hands before he shifts. I hold my position on the stairs and raise my hands. “GRANGER! GET AMANDA OUT OF HERE, NOW!” What happens next is a blur. I can barely see through the sea of royal warriors and their wolves of mist and shadow. It’s a bloodbath, but Granger is leading the charge while Amanda swings his heavy sword in a circle and cuts down several advancing wolves. Petra’s eyes are on me and narrowed into murderous slits. She raises her hands, her mouth opening in a brutal sneer. Her teeth sharpen like daggers, and the air fills with a screech t