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The greatest Olympic Knight of her age is at last cornered and bled to death by four blades in the bunker, beheaded by Sevro, loyal to Octavia to her final breath.
When Cassius's betrayal turns out to be a ruse, Aja au Grimmus becomes the Society's last shield in the bunker—and very nearly wins alone. The greatest student of Lorn au Arcos, moving in the Willow Way as though she has studied the fight before it began, she cuts down Darrow, Cassius, and Mustang by turns, bleeding them methodically and impaling Darrow between the ribs. But trapped—she cannot reach the door code without turning her back on them—she is worn down.
The revived Sevro draws her first blood, and the four hunt her like a wolfpack takes a panther, opening her tendons one by one: 'That one's for Quinn. This one's for Ragnar.' Mustang takes her arm at the elbow; Sevro drives both razors into her chest, kisses her nose—'Omnis vir lupus'—and beheads her. Dying, she crawls toward her mistress Octavia, begging forgiveness she is told never to seek, the Fury who burned bright falling beside the Sovereign who raised her.
A tall, dark, statuesque Gold in deep-blue Protean armor rippling with sea dragons, shoulders near as broad as Ragnar's; carved apart and bled white, her arm severed, defiant to the end.
The Society's fallen Fury; the peerless Protean Knight bled to death by Darrow's circle in the bunker, faithful to Octavia unto death.
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