Autumn’s POV

The air was heavy with the stench of blood and smoke. My heart was racing so fast it felt like it would burst through my chest. Rogues surrounded us, and Agatha’s cruel laughter still rang in my ears. The brothers tried to stand strong, but I could see it. The powder the rogues had thrown earlier was still weakening them. Their claws were slower, their movements less sharp. They weren’t at their best.

I knew it. If we didn’t find a way to buy time, they would all fall. ...