Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo (z-lib.org).mobi

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The Darkling looked momentarily confused. He narrowed his eyes, and I felthis will descend on me again, felt that invisible hand grasping. I shrugged it off.It was nothing. He was nothing.“What is this?” he hissed. He raised his hands and skeins of darkness spooledtowards me, but with a flick of my hand, they burned away like mist.The Darkling advanced, his handsome features contorted with fury. My mindwas working frantically. I knew he would have liked to kill me where I stood,but he couldn’t, not with the volcra circling outside the light that only I couldprovide.“Seize her!” he shouted to the guards surrounding us. Ivan reached out.I felt the weight of the collar around my neck, the steady rhythm of the stag’sancient heart beating in time with mine. My power rose up in me, solid andwithout hesitation, a sword in my hand.I lifted my arm and slashed. With an ear-splitting crack, one of the skiff’smasts split in two. People bleated in panic and scattered as the broken mast fellto the deck, the thick wood gleaming with burning light. Shock registered on theDarkling’s face.“The Cut!” Ivan gasped, taking a step backwards.“Don’t come any closer,” I warned.“You aren’t a murderer, Alina,” said the Darkling.“I think the Ravkans I just helped you slaughter would disagree.”Panic was spreading through the skiff. The oprichniki looked wary, but theywere closing in on me just the same.“You saw what he did to those people!” I cried to the guards and Grishaaround me. “Is that the future you want? A world of darkness? A world remadein his image?” I saw their confusion, their anger and fear. “It’s not too late tostop him! Help me,” I begged. “Please, help me.”But no one moved. Soldier and Grisha alike stood frozen on the deck. Theywere all too afraid, afraid of him and afraid of a world without his protection.The oprichniki inched closer. I had to make a choice. Mal and I wouldn’t haveanother chance.So be it, I thought.I glanced over my shoulder, hoping Mal understood, and then I dived for theside of the skiff.“Don’t let her reach the railing!” the Darkling shouted.The guards surged towards me. And I let the light go out.We were plunged into darkness. People wailed and, above us, I heard thevolcra screeching. My outstretched hands struck the railing. I ducked under itand hurled myself onto the sand, rolling to my feet and running blindly towards

Mal as I threw the light ahead of me in an arc.Behind me, I heard the sounds of slaughter on the skiff as the volcra attackedand clouds of Grisha flame exploded in the darkness. But I couldn’t stop to thinkof the people I’d left behind.My arc of light flashed over Mal, crouched in the sand. The volcra loomingabove him screeched and whirled away into the dark. I sprinted to him andpulled him to his feet.A bullet pinged against the sand beside us and I plunged us into darknessagain.“Hold your fire!” I heard the Darkling shouting over the chaos on the skiff.“We need her alive!”I threw out another arc of light, scattering the volcra that were hoveringaround us.“You can’t run from me, Alina!” the Darkling shouted.I couldn’t let him come after us. I couldn’t take the chance that he mightsurvive. But I hated what I had to do. The others on the skiff had failed to cometo my aid, but did they deserve to be abandoned to the volcra?“You can’t leave us all here to die, Alina!” the Darkling shouted. “If you takethis step, you know where it will lead.”I felt a hysterical laugh burble up inside me. I knew. I knew it would make memore like him.“You begged me for clemency once,” he called over the dead reaches of theFold, over the hungry shrieks of the horrors he had made. “Is this your idea ofmercy?”Another bullet hit the sand, only inches from us. Yes, I thought as the powerrose up inside me, the mercy you taught me.I raised my hand and brought it down in a blazing arc, slashing through theair. An earth-shaking crack echoed through the Fold as the sand skiff split inhalf. Raw screams filled the air and the volcra shrieked in their frenzy.I grabbed Mal’s arm and threw a dome of light around us. We ran, stumblinginto the darkness, and soon the sounds of battle faded as we left the monstersbehind.We emerged from the Fold somewhere south of Novokribirsk and took our firststeps in West Ravka. The afternoon sun was bright, the meadow grass green andsweet, but we didn’t stop to savour any of it. We were tired, hungry andwounded, but our enemies wouldn’t rest, and neither could we.We walked until we found cover in an orchard and hid there until dark, afraidof being spotted and remembered. The air was thick with the smell of apple

Mal as I threw the light ahead of me in an arc.

Behind me, I heard the sounds of slaughter on the skiff as the volcra attacked

and clouds of Grisha flame exploded in the darkness. But I couldn’t stop to think

of the people I’d left behind.

My arc of light flashed over Mal, crouched in the sand. The volcra looming

above him screeched and whirled away into the dark. I sprinted to him and

pulled him to his feet.

A bullet pinged against the sand beside us and I plunged us into darkness

again.

“Hold your fire!” I heard the Darkling shouting over the chaos on the skiff.

“We need her alive!”

I threw out another arc of light, scattering the volcra that were hovering

around us.

“You can’t run from me, Alina!” the Darkling shouted.

I couldn’t let him come after us. I couldn’t take the chance that he might

survive. But I hated what I had to do. The others on the skiff had failed to come

to my aid, but did they deserve to be abandoned to the volcra?

“You can’t leave us all here to die, Alina!” the Darkling shouted. “If you take

this step, you know where it will lead.”

I felt a hysterical laugh burble up inside me. I knew. I knew it would make me

more like him.

“You begged me for clemency once,” he called over the dead reaches of the

Fold, over the hungry shrieks of the horrors he had made. “Is this your idea of

mercy?”

Another bullet hit the sand, only inches from us. Yes, I thought as the power

rose up inside me, the mercy you taught me.

I raised my hand and brought it down in a blazing arc, slashing through the

air. An earth-shaking crack echoed through the Fold as the sand skiff split in

half. Raw screams filled the air and the volcra shrieked in their frenzy.

I grabbed Mal’s arm and threw a dome of light around us. We ran, stumbling

into the darkness, and soon the sounds of battle faded as we left the monsters

behind.

We emerged from the Fold somewhere south of Novokribirsk and took our first

steps in West Ravka. The afternoon sun was bright, the meadow grass green and

sweet, but we didn’t stop to savour any of it. We were tired, hungry and

wounded, but our enemies wouldn’t rest, and neither could we.

We walked until we found cover in an orchard and hid there until dark, afraid

of being spotted and remembered. The air was thick with the smell of apple

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