LYRA’S POVHis uncle struggled to break free from his grip, I realized that if I didn’t do anything, he was going to die, and when Zurien regained his consciousness, he was going to regret it.“Zurien, stop” I finally called out to him “please”Everything stilled, It was subtle, but I saw it. His head tilted slightly, really slow, as though something deep inside him had heard me.My heart pounded wildly as his glowing, feral eyes shifted, then locked onto me, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe.“Zurien…” I whispered again, softer this time. “It’s me.”There was a flicker of something in his eyes, then his grip loosened, and just like that, he released his uncle.Jonathan dropped to the floor immediately, coughing harshly as he struggled to breathe.I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding, but Zurien, however, did not look at him again, instead, he turned and started walking toward me.He walked closer to me, but I did not move.“Lyra, be careful!” Jonathan rasped from
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