He pauses, then looks at me out of the corner of his eye, "I don't need anyone else."
When the chain that anchors the Sky Kingdom of Sehera to the Lowlands suddenly snaps, Hope is thrown off the island, into the darkness. That anyone would leap into the void to save her is already madness. That the one who does it is Alcor, the Dragon King she has never spoken to, is beyond her comprehension. Protecting her life at the cost of his wing, he is no longer able to fly, and she finds herself tending to his wounds.