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[SPOILER] “There’s another insistent knock at the door.
[…] “You have about twenty seconds to ask a question, if I know him.”
[…] “I’m still hoping that missive at Athebyne was really about the War Games. Do you think there’s any chance we just happened to end up in the middle of a wyvern attack at that outpost?”
“That definitely wasn’t an accident, little sister,” OH MY GOD HER BROTHER’S ALIVE? AND THE HEALER?

[SPOILER] “I’d forgotten what it felt like to be loved, really, truly loved—it’d been so many years since Dad died. And Mom… Not going there.” So she’s not dead? But probably not on their side, or at least they don’t get along well, from what I’m getting

[SPOILER] “Her blood is fucking black,” Xaden snaps […]
“It has to be poison,” Imogen cries […] We have to get her back to Basgiath. Nolon might be able to help.”
[…] “That’s a twelve-hour flight. […] There’s somewhere closer,” […]
“You can’t be serious.” Someone’s voice lowers to a hiss.”
“You’ll put everything at risk,” […]
“We are going and that’s an order. […] We have to get her to him.” Oh?

[SPOILER] “But I never see the one coming at us from the left.
Not until I feel Tairn’s roar of pain.” Oh no

[SPOILER] “The wyvern roars in victory […]
Deigh doesn’t move.
Liam’s raw scream shatters my heart, and Tairn flares his wings, banking hard to keep us from the same gruesome fate.
“DEIGH.” Tairn’s grief blasts through my body as he streams fire at the wyvern’s retreating back, and Andarna’s cry fills my head.
No. If Deigh…” Nope. Nuh-uh. Absolutely not. Not Liam.

[SPOILER] “You’re not going to lecture me about staying safe in the outpost?” I ask, my emotions rioting at his nearness. He hid all of this from me, and yet my chest aches just looking at him.
“If I asked you to stay behind, would you?” His eyes bore into mine.
“No.”
“Exactly. I try not to pick fights I know I can’t win.” The worst thing is that he was right to do so

[SPOILER] “They have created abominations,” Tairn says, a low growl rumbling in his chest.
“Did you know?”
“I suspected. Why do you think I’ve been so hard on you during flight maneuvers?”
“You and I are going to have to work on our communication skills.” You think? While you’re at it, take Xaden with both of you to family counseling

[SPOILER] “They’re testing our loyalty without actually saying it.” Xaden folds his arms over his chest, standing at my side. “According to the missive, if we leave now, we’ll make it to the new location of headquarters for Fourth Wing at Eltuval in time to carry out our orders for War Games, but if we leave, the trading post of Resson and its occupants will be destroyed.” Fuck

[SPOILER] “He wouldn’t.” I shake my head. Dain is a lot of things, but he would never violate me like that, never take something I hadn’t offered.” Oh he would.

[SPOILER] “Violence,” he says softly, “did Aetos touch you after I told you about Athebyne? […] Like this.” He lifts his hand to my cheek. […]
My lips part. “Yes, but that’s how he always touches me. He would n-never…” I sputter. “I would know if he read my memories.”
[…] “No, Violence. Trust me, you wouldn’t.” There’s no accusation in his tone, just a resignation that hurts what’s left of my heart.” Oh my god