“Snap out of it,” Manon said. Aedion loosed a warning growl. Aelin slowly lifted her eyes to the witch, and Dorian braced himself. “So you miscalculated,” Manon said. “So they tracked you. Don’t get distracted with the minor defeats. This is war. Cities will be lost, people slaughtered. And if I were you, I would be more concerned about why they sent so few of the ilken.”
