Oh, God,” Jenna said. She didn’t have to say any more. Jenna and I had seen that weapon before, when The Eye raided a Prodigium club in London.
“It’s The Eye,” I said, disbelievingly. And then, for probably the first time in Prodigium history, a demon, a warlock, and a vampire all beamed at one another as I repeated, “It’s The Eye!”
And sure enough, streaming through the woods from the general direction of the Itineris were several dudes in black. “How?” Cal asked. And then one of the guys in black started running toward us. I guess it’s possible that it could’ve been some other kind of lanky Eye with dark curly hair, but I leaped at him anyway.
Archer and I collided with enough force to knock the breath out of me, but I didn’t care. I could breathe later.
“Thought you could use some assistance,” he said against my temple. “There are only about twenty of us-the only guys I could get to come with me. But still. It’s something, right?”
I held him tighter. “Better than something.

Autore: Rachel Hawkins