Page 140 of Trial of Thorns
“Think again,” I tell him just before releasing my very last blast of magic, my last shot at this. His eyes grow wide as the inky black magic slams into his chest and sends him flying toward the edge—right where Brielle had just been.
Maybe she’d have stopped him from toppling over, had he not already pushed her off.
He screams, scrambling for a grip on the edge of the platform, his fingers dig into the loose dirt, but he can’t hold his whole weight. He slides off the edge of the platform and out of the Trial of Thorns.
Caelynn
My chest heaves, airstruggling to enter my lungs. Holy crap.
I beat Drake. I destroyed Brielle.
The crowd rumbles around me but nothing changes. There’s no announcement. No shift in the arena.
I roll my shoulders and realize it’s not over yet.
There is still one opponent left.
Rev.
With a long deep breath I find him on his knees on the far end of the arena. His face is pale, his arm twisted awkwardly, his magic drained. His presence in the arena is a technicality. The crowd is already celebrating my win.
A roar of boos and a symphony of cheers compete around me. They love me. They hate me.
Rev’s eyes are dim as he meets my stare. “You did it,” he says with a sad smile. “You won.”
I swallow. “Did I?”
His eyebrows pull down in confusion.
“You saved her.”
He nods slowly.
“You used all of your magic to save Raven’s life.” I shake my head, still trying to understand. “You don’t even know who she is.”
He shrugs. “She was a human girl. Young. Innocent. And you love her. What else did I need to know?”
