Chapter 232

*Elora*

The collapse should have killed us.

Stone came down in jagged slabs, the floor gave way beneath our feet, the air filled with choking dust and burning light. I had Solene clutched to my chest and Kaelenen’s hand in mine, and for one blinding heartbeat I thought this was the end—that all the prophecies, all the warnings, all the wars had come to nothing but ruin.

And then the fall stopped.