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Run. Run. Run. The hunt starts now.
“You have a ten second head start while I sort out the watercraft. Make them count, Shadow.”
“It’s something worth punishment,” he quips, making my eyes widen.
“When you didn’t show at the end of the class we panicked, even considered whether you could have been killing each other. Seems it was quite the opposite,” Zane states with a smirk.
“Are you going to be joining us for classes again or—” “Nope. I’m not done with her yet.”
Eldon snorts, shaking his head at her and firing back before I get a chance to put an end to her. “Genie, my dick only gets hard for one girl and it’s not you. When are you going to learn that you’re not wanted around here?”
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he whispers against my ear, and I lean back with a grin. “You’re welcome.”
“Do you see why she didn’t get any kind of handbook, Dove?” Zane asks, a wry smile on his face and I smirk back.
Show me the goddamn handbook.
“You don’t need help with anything,” she says calmly, and I manage to tilt my head to see her staring at me, delight dancing in her eyes as she waves Professor Meade closer. “It looks like Miss Hendrix may have found herself a familiar.”
Holy shit
“Everyone’s looking at me.” “No, they’re not,” Leila replies too quickly and with an extra dose of perky that’s not the norm for her, which only confirms I’m right. “Yeah, they are,” Zane states from behind me, and I give Leila a pointed look.
“It’s not every day someone gets a familiar, Raven. Nevermind a fucking griffin, of all things. That’s hot gossip, girl.”
I’m going to go and properly meet my familiar, Ari the Griffin, in a more neutral environment instead of in the Gauntlet where I was supposed to kill him… a simulation?
“I wish my eyes were deceiving me, but it seems I’m going to need to wash them with acid,”
I have no idea how she has managed to land in our laps like this, but thank fuck she did.
Yeah I’m still curious who orchestrated that all…
“Hey, man, we’re dancing,” the drunk fourth year slurs, and Raven instantly wags her finger. “No, I’m dancing with my friend. You just aren’t taking a hint.”
I scream at the top of my lungs, my throat burning as I watch the sword pierce Brax’s body.
A bishop falls over on the chess board and the raven picks it back up?! Is this that moment…. Omg but wait bc hair pink to black does she die in return? Or like what? Fuck idk
“Raven.” My eyes widen, the pain unbearable as I straighten, blinking in confusion, but the scream continues. “Raven?” The cry stops, the flickering of flames stops, everything stops. Everything except the fluttering of a heartbeat as I come face to face with two colors. One brown. One green.
