“Dorian fought like hell against the guards now pinning his arms, trying to drag up any ounce of power as his father brought the collar of Wyrdstone toward his neck. A collar, like the ones worn by those things Chaol had said were in the Dead Islands. No-no. He was screaming it-screaming it because he’d seen that creature in the catacombs, and heard what was being done to Roland and Kaltain. He had seen what a mere ring could do. This was an entire collar, with no visible keyhole … “Hold him still,” his father barked, digging his knee in deeper. The breath was sucked from his chest, and his ribs groaned in agony. But there was nothing Dorian could do to stop it. He wrenched his arm from one of the guards-wrenched it free and reached, bellowing. He had just touched Sorscha’s limp hand when cool stone gripped his throat, there was a faint click and hiss, and the darkness swept in to tear him apart.” Spoiler yes ‼️ But, as SJM said herself on the CallHerDaddy interview, these books ca...