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“I–” Darcy bit her lower lip. “I think I actually found something. A weird signal. But it was coming from inside the building.”
Kiara’s brows rose. What in the hell was going on? “Is there any way you can trace it?”
“Not its location, but…I feel like I’ve seen it before.”
“Okay. Then that’s a good lead for when we get out of here. Alive. Jam now, investigate later.”
“On it.” Darcy already began typing furiously. Then she hesitated. “Kiara…do you think we have a chance?”
Another bang. Darcy flinched. The dent grew.
Kiara clenched her jaw. “We make our own chances. Let’s show these bastards they messed with the wrong company.”
21
DERYG
Deryg hadn’t moved so fast in his entire life.
Not when the fire had erupted in the wing he was sleeping in, back at the Academy.
Not when he’d gotten the message his mother had died while he was on top of a mountain and had to fly home with the speed of a thousand black holes.
Not when the training ship had lost control and had almost fallen on top of him.
Those had been about his survival and grief. Now it was about saving Kiara.
As Deryg rushed to the top of the stairs, Rexan right behind him, he couldn’t believe his eyes. A mass of the masked figures was shoving into one of the secret corridors. They jammed into the small opening so hard, their armor splintered the door and wall.
How could they have discovered the secret passages?
The same way they infiltrated the building.
Deryg clenched his jaw, rage coursing through him. These creatures had invadedhisbuilding and were threateninghiswoman.
Deryg could hear her beyond the walls, giving instructions to the others. Darcy, a female voice he didn’t know, and–Leyra?
“We have to save them,” Rexan said, trying to shove past him. Yes, he was definitely in love with Leyra. Deryg pushed him back.
“Brother.” Deryg cocked his head, his back already begging to burst. The weapon lay heavy and true in his grasp. “I can handle them on my own, but I am going to ask. Only once. Do you want to join the fight?”
“Do you think I’ve been carrying this piece of metal around for nothing?”
“You make delirious decisions daily. And that doesn’t answer my question.”
“Yes,” Rexan growled. “I want to cleave them in two.”
“Good.” Deryg rolled his shoulders back, his muscles tensing. “Then I need you to forget all the rules and let your Deruzian out.”
As soon as he hissed the words, his wings burst out of his back. They stretched as wide as the corridor, the sharp edges grazing the walls. They were leathery and powerful, in the same shade of silver gray as his skin. No wonder humans compared Deruzians to gargoyles and monsters.
These wings had carried him through battles and up heights he had only imagined as a youngling.
Nines-damn Yakirian and the elders for wanting Deruzians to hide one of their most powerful weapons. The humans feared them either way.
Nothing would stand between him and protecting Kiara–and he would save her his own way.
Beside him, Rexan’s own wings burst out of his back, shredding the silver ceremonial robes he wore.
