And there was nothing he could do but hold
on.
One by one, the gods strode through the
archway into their own world. Some sneered
down at her as they passed.
They would not take Erawan.
Would not ... would not do anything.
Her chest was hollow, her soul gutted out,
and yet this ...
And yet this ...
Aelin clawed at the mist-shrouded ground-
that-was-not-ground as the last of them
vanished. Until only one remained.
A pillar of light and flame. Shining in the
mists.
Mala lingered on the threshold of her
world.
As if she remembered.
As if she remembered Elena, and Brannon,