Blackbird Broken (The Witch King's Crown Book 2) by Keri Arthur

Author:Keri Arthur [Arthur, Keri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KA Publishing PTY LTD
Published: 2020-10-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Luc grabbed my arm and hauled me upright. “We need to get to a safe—”

“There is no fucking safe place,” I snapped back, ripping my arm from his grip. “This is what they did at our shop—and this time, Mo’s not here to stop the whole building from coming down. We need to get out.”

“Not even they have the power to bring the whole building down,” Ricker said. “Not a building this size, anyway.”

“Do you want to risk the lives of everyone in this building on that?” I grabbed my knives out of the pack and strapped them on. “As I said, the only reason they didn’t succeed with us in Ainslyn was thanks to the fact that Mo was able to counter the attempt. So unless you’ve got a goddamn mage handy, this place is coming down.”

He didn’t get a chance to respond. The building shuddered violently and then twisted oddly, sending him staggering into a table.

“Trust what she says,” Luc growled. “And call an immediate evac.”

Ricker swore and staggered across to a panel on the wall. He flipped a switch and then said, “This is an all-points emergency. Darkside is attempting to collapse the building. Evacuate immediately. I repeat, evacuate immediately.”

His voice blasted out of unseen speakers throughout this floor and no doubt the others. As another shudder went through the old building, I lunged across the table and grabbed the scroll and Ricker’s notes, hastily rolling them up before tucking them safely into my belt. I might have photos, but the real thing was always better.

“This way,” Luc commanded, and ran for the emergency exit sign. As he hauled open the door, a huge chunk of concrete fell down, crushing the railings and taking out several steps.

“The lift is likely to be even more dangerous,” Ricker growled. “We’re fucking trapped.”

“There’s still the windows,” I said.

“The windows are barred, and it’s a fucking four-story drop,” Ricker growled. “And neither Luc nor I can fly.”

“No, but Gwen can and she can also—” He grabbed my arm and dragged me back. A heartbeat later, a huge chunk of timber crashed down. We would have been crushed had we still been standing there. “Ricker—get a rope.”

As the older Blackbird staggered toward a cabinet whose doors were swinging widely in time to the increasingly violent gyrations of the building, I dragged my daggers out of their sheaths and called on the lightning. It streaked through the thick, dusty air and shattered the nearest window’s glass, sending glittery shards flying outwards into the night. I flicked the energy around in an arc, cutting a wide enough hole in the thick metal bars for the two men to climb through.

I’d barely shoved the daggers back into their sheaths when there was a massive crack and a good portion of the floor between us and the other man began to disintegrate.

“Ricker,” Luc shouted. “Move—now!”

Ricker looped the rope around his shoulders then ran straight at the ever-widening gap. As he neared the edge he leapt high, but the gap had already grown wider than his leap.

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