I pulled a knife from my belt and cut through the vines that had saved me, landing on my feet and taking in the scene of panic as a blur of motion ripped through the circle of guards who had been standing before a barred cage. Cain tore throats out, broke spines and caved in skulls with wicked ferocity, their screams ringing out and echoing all around us, but my eyes were on nothing aside from the man who stood behind those bars.