Inner circle was trapped in Hyberon. Feyre, Rhysand, Mor, Amren, Cassian, Azriel and you... As some kind of magic was thrown Cassian, Azriel shielded him with his wings...and they shred...

Azriel was laying on the floor, painting in pain as one of guards stood above him and stepped on his already ripped and injured wings....Azriel was screaming in pain

All of you watched in horror and fear...but is you moved king of Hyberon would do something awful

You couldn't bare the sight of Azri like that, hurt. You knew you had so do something. Azriel was hiding his face from you all, he didnt want you all to see him like that.

And something like that snapped inside you.