Kingdom of Ash

Erawan remained. His army remained.
And there would be no Fire-Bringer, no
Wyrdkeys, no gods to assist them.
“They’re gone?” Elide asked softly.
Aelin nodded. She’d explain later. Explain
it to all of them.
God-killer. That’s what she was. A god-
killer. She didn’t regret it. Not one bit.
Elide asked Lorcan, “Do you—do you feel
any different?” The lack of the gods who’d
watched over them.
Lorcan peered up at the trees overhead, as
if reading the answer in their entangled
branches. As if searching for Hellas there.
“No,” he admitted.
“What does it mean,” Gavriel mused, the
first rays of sun beginning to gild his golden
hair, “for them to be gone? Is there a hell-
realm whose throne now sits vacant?”
“It’s too early for that sort of philosophical