Emily’s POV
We make it out of the tunnels, it’s nearing nightfall. Marcus took us through tunnels I never went through before. I don’t think many people knew about it either because we were the only ones who took the dusty, cobweb ridden route. We’ve come out about 3 miles northwest of Millerborg. I can still see plumes of smoke rising up from the mountain. I am so preoccupied with my own thoughts everyone else’s words are drowned out.
Hiroen is dead. Marigold is dead, my father is dead. I can’t stop replaying their deaths in my head. Hiroen floating out in front of the city with the dragon not far behind. Marigold whole one moment then a second later, she crumbles to ashes. I can’t help but feel that their deaths are my fault. Im the Tribrid. Shouldn’t I have been able to save them?
