Elias’s POV

I could still hear her scream.

The courtyard was a mess, and the air was thick with smoke and the smell of stone that had been burned. She stood trembling in the middle, her hands glowing slightly, her face pale as if she didn’t even belong to this world. Also, I saw *her* for one heartbreaking second.

Oh no, Rory.

Her.

The woman I lost a very long time ago.

Before anyone else could reach Rory, I jumped over the broken ground and grabbed her. When she touched ...