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that size, those trees would be submerged. Or
ripped from their roots.
Gavriel asked, “There’s no way to fix the
damage done?”
“We checked,” Sartaq said, throat bobbing.
“Morath knew where to strike.”
“What of your magic?” Fenrys asked
Rowan. “Could you freeze it—the river?”
He’d already thought of it. Rowan shook
his head. “It’s too deep and its current too
strong.” Perhaps if he had all his cousins, but
Enda and Sellene were up north, their siblings
and kin with them.
“Open the keep gates,” Chaol said quietly.
“Any nearby are to run here. Those farthest
out will have to flee for the forest.”
Rowan met Aelin’s stare.
Her hands began shaking.
This cannot end here, she seemed to say.
Panic—panic indeed flared in her eyes.