CassianThe room was holding its breath with me.The stone pillars were leaning around us, some of them broken, with saints carved on them but their throats cut off. The marble floor was dirty with dust and blood. It was really quiet like the noise from the battle had been sucked out and it felt like the ruined hall was watching us to see what would happen next.Selene was lying on the ground where she had fallen.There was a lot of blood under her spreading out like a halo, seeping into the cracks in the stone. Her chest was already moving, just a little. When I put two fingers on her throat I could feel her pulse but it was weak.It was like a candle in the wind.One beat.Nothing.Then another.I had seen a lot of people die. Men begging for mercy. Women cursing. Kids who were too shocked to understand what was happening. Death is pretty efficient when you see it a lot. It's predictable like a door that only opens one way.Kneeling next to her, I found myself listening for each bea
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