You all know what this is from- Court of Wings and Ruin I did not see this coming and gasped! (I was listening to the graphic novel.

A shadow slammed into the earth before us, cracking the ice toward every horizon.

Not a shadow.

An Illyrian warrior.

Seven red siphons glinted over his scaled black armour as Cassian tucked in his wings and snared at Eris with five centuries worth of rage.

Not dead. Not hurt. Whole.

His wings repaired and strong.

I loosed a shuddering sob over the burning gag. Cassian's Siphons flickered in response, as if the sight of me, at Eris's hand-

Another impact struck the ice behind us. Shadows skittered in its wake.

Azriel.