You are a member of the Inner Circle. The Second in Command. Rhys, Mor, Cassian, Azriel, Feyre and you are trapped in Hybern’s palace. You had taken out half of Hybern’s entire army centuries ago, and he wanted to take his revenge for it. “I’d suggest bracing yourselves.” Hybern said, and with no further warning, a blast of pure, unbridled power shot out. Cassian protected Azriel. Rhys threw his body over Feyre. White power slammed into you.