Chapter 6 - THE ESCAPE FROM THE TOWER
They sprinted toward the high balcony overlooking the outer training yards. Behind them, the guards fired blind into the smoke, bolts clattering against stone walls.
Marlo and Alistair burst through the glass doors of the balcony onto the narrow ledge hundreds of feet above the stone courtyard. The wind whipped violently around them. Below, the entire fortress was buzzing with alarm bells.
"There's nowhere to go!" Alistair yelled over the howling wind and ringing alarms.
"Yes, there is!" Marlo pulled a whistle from around her neck—a low-frequency whistle made of dragon-bone that only a creature tuned to her voice could hear. She blew into it with all the force in her lungs.
For a moment, nothing happened. The guards kicked through the burning archive doors, cross-bows loaded.
"Give up!" Voss shouted from the balcony doorway, blood dripping from a cut on his forehead. "You have no escape!"
Then, a roar shattered the night air—a sound of pure rage and liberation.
Out of the darkness below, a massive black shape soared upward, dark wings tearing through the clouds. Nyx had broken his iron chains, dragging bits of shattered masonry from his collar.
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He swept past the balcony, his amber eye locking onto Marlo.
"Jump!" Marlo shouted.
