One hundred and forty-two

**Genevieve’s Pov**

I didn’t know what to do, Draven was throwing them around like rag dolls. Torin was drenched in his own blood; Valerius was fairing a little better but not much when suddenly Torin is knocked unconscious.

Valerius's eyes snapping to me before he starts running toward me in panic. If Valerius goes out, I am next and there is nothing I can do. I can’t even run. I knew I was good