Elske growled menacingly at the snow leopard before ripping its throat open. The leopard let out a keening cry as it took its last breath and Wren felt the same weakness as she lay back on the grass. The king’s ship was pulling away with Banba and there was only one person standing on deck now. Wren watched Tor sail away from her and found she couldn’t bear it. They couldn’t leave. Not like this. With a hand pressed against the wound in her side, she dragged herself through the grass, screaming for her grandmother. The world dimmed at its edges but she pushed and pushed, ignoring the pain as
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