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Chapter Twenty-Seven

"They didn't. They―they can't . . . it's not possible," I stammer.

"I'm so sorry," Diana whispers.

"No, they said they burned them—I don't—" My voice cracks and I suck in a sharp breath.

"Ana come on we need to get Daniel and get out of here," she urges.

I take a deep breath and nod, swallowing hard. The boy is slowly stalking closer, but I look past him. Daniel's body lies in a heap on the floor. His chest barely rises and falls—but it's moving.

The boy raises his hand and Diana screams, crumpling into a ball on the ground beside me. She covers her ears and squeezes her eyes shut.

I roll my shoulders and let my wings unfurl. My gaze snaps back to the boy and my fingers twitch.

Nothing happens. I take a small step back as panic starts to set in.

Diana goes still and the boy turns to me with a smirk. He flicks his wrist but still nothing happens. This time it's my turn to smirk. "Looks like we're doing this the old-fashioned way," I mutter.

His eyes widen. "Why can't I—"

"Those are my w
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