C11 Blood of the Seer

Eveline’s fingers dug into Cassian’s wrist like claws. Every muscle in her arm screamed in protest, burning with the sheer, agonizing effort of holding him suspended over the gaping mouth of the abyss. The floating island beneath her knees trembled violently, a fragile raft in a sea of nothingness. Sharp cracks spiderwebbed across its glassy surface. Shards broke loose with sickening snaps