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Eleven Out, One to Go
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The three of them huddled in the corner of the cell, away from the mumbling prisoners, their voices barely above whispers. Lysandra's eyes darted between Lex and Dorian, her fear barely contained.

"Okay," she breathed. "Tell me the plan. The actual plan, not the 'trust me' version."

Lex kept his voice low and steady. "You create a distraction upstairs. Something big. Something that pulls everyone's attention—your Father, Cassian, the guards, everyone."

Lysandra nodded slowly. "I... I think I ca
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    Lex turned to Lysandra, his voice low and urgent. "Hide. Behind those trees. Don't come out until I come for you. Understand?"She nodded, still shaky, still crying, but something in his eyes made her move. She disappeared into the darkness.Lex looked at the burning mansion, at the chaos, at the family who had caused so much pain. Then he knelt and scooped up handfuls of ash and charcoal from the ground.He smeared it across his arms, his chest, his face. Black on black on black until only his teeth and the whites of his eyes were visible. He was no longer Lex the commoner. He was something else now. Something that belonged to the night.He summoned his bow.The arrow flew true, embedding itself in the ground directly in front of Marius Vane. The thud made everyone jump—guards, hunters, Cassian, even Marius himself.Every eye turned toward the source.Lex stood alone, fifty feet away, his blackened body barely visible against the darkness. Only his bow glowed, lit by its own inner fi

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  • Eleven Out, One to Go

    The three of them huddled in the corner of the cell, away from the mumbling prisoners, their voices barely above whispers. Lysandra's eyes darted between Lex and Dorian, her fear barely contained."Okay," she breathed. "Tell me the plan. The actual plan, not the 'trust me' version."Lex kept his voice low and steady. "You create a distraction upstairs. Something big. Something that pulls everyone's attention—your Father, Cassian, the guards, everyone."Lysandra nodded slowly. "I... I think I can do that. I have an idea on what makes them come running.""While you're doing that, Dorian and I will empty this cell. One by one, we carry them out. We will use cloth to muffle their mouths—can't have them mumbling while we're sneaking."Dorian glanced at the prisoners, his expression doubtful. "There's twelve of them. Some can't even walk. How are we supposed to—""Piggyback," Lex interrupted. "We carry them. One trip each. Six trips total.""Six trips past guards and mages and who knows wha

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