For thirty long minutes, I watched a blind girl stumble through an ancient temple and carry people out on her back — people who would all one day become the heroes of this godforsaken world.
And for thirty long minutes, I watched her drop every single one of them on their heads.
I facepalmed. "This girl is going to give everyone brain damage."
Still, by the end of it, all of them were rescued.
That was the important part.
By the time the last of them were laid out in a neat little row, I'd run out of energy to yell at Alexia.
So instead, I just stared up at the sky and prayed to the heavens to give me patience.
Then we started waking everyone up.
It took a while, but one by one, they began to stir.
Lily was the first.
She sat up, blinking rapidly, her face pale and her hands trembling.
She opened her mouth to speak — but cut herself off with a choked breath and clutched her temples.
