“Who comes to take down the last pillar of the Grus empire?” Geraldine roared as she drove the binding needle into the air one last time. “Who presumes to defy the will of the true queens? Come forth and rip me from this rock of shadow and whisperings if you so dare, but know this – I fight in the name of all that is, was and will be. And you, shall. Not. Smite. Me!”
