Chapter 79 What Must Be Saved
- FINNIAN
- “I promise you, you’ll all pay for this if he dies,” I growled, pacing back and forth. My boots dragged against the dirt, the sound grinding into my skull like the rage burning inside me.
- It had been over a moon, and still, they couldn’t save him. Not with their herbs, not with their chants, not with their so-called healing touch.