“He isn’t trying to kill you,” Baz says. “He’s trying to get you to go off.” “And use more magic,” Penny says. Baz holds his hand up to the maps behind him. “To make a bigger hole.” I stare at them. They stare at me. They still seem so proud of themselves—and excited—as if they’re not staring at the greatest threat the magickal world has ever known.
