I slid off Tyce’s back and my feet hit cement, sending bolts of pain through my legs, but I couldn’t let that slow me down. My sais were in my hands and at the ready before I took another step. Everything was chaos and panic. I’d been at concerts in stadiums like this. There had to be seventy thousand people trapped within these walls, and it felt like I could hear each and every one of them screaming. Tyce and Dace shot back up, shooting streams of fire in every direction, yet they weren’t hitting any Unseelie. Are they missing or just trying to keep a lid on this mess?

“Savannah!” Tenn leapt out from between two piles of tossed-aside metal chairs. He pointed at something behind me. “BIGGER EXITS!”

Two Unseelie emerged from behind the sound booth and dove for Tenn with curved daggers. My breath caught in my throat, stealing the scream I tried to make to warn him. He hadn’t seen them yet, hadn’t registered their presence. That was not like him at all. At the last second, Kessler dove between his son and our enemy. Tenn finally caught on but it all happened in horrifying slow motion. He swung Michael’s sword but it was a second too late. Kessler’s body slid in behind Tenn’s and took the hit. The Unseelies’ daggers pierced through his back.

The strangled cry that came out of Tenn would haunt me.

It happened too fast. I’d only made it a foot away from where Tyce had dropped us, yet they’d pounced on Tenn immediately. No one else had had time to move. I started for them when my magic billowed from my rune bracelet. I slid to a stop just as a glowing pink arrow flashed to my right. History taught me not to doubt these runes, so I pushed off the ground and ran in the direction of my arrow. When I looked up in search of my target, I spotted Savannah up ahead flicking her wand. The halls that led into the concession areas were packed tighter than sardines, but Savannah’s magic had the walls moving to expand the opening.

A few Unseelie flew right for her, but Emersyn was there. She threw her arms up to make a wall of flame. My runes pulsed and warmed against my skin, the arrows flashing like a strobe light. I dug my heels into the ground as I ran. I was fast, I’d always been fast, but I’d never needed speed more than I did in this moment.

One of the Unseelie twirled his hand and summoned two little dragons made out of smoke and shadow, then shot them right at Savannah and Emersyn. I shouted and threw my magic out ahead of me as I dove, but their screams told me I was too late. Smoke drifted over my body, then darkness claimed me.

“FRANKIE!”