Leith crumbled to his knees beside Blizzard’s head, hands shaking. “I’m so sorry, Blizzard. I’m so sorry I brought us here.” He pressed his forehead against the base of Blizzard’s shoulder. He couldn’t go on. He was as spent as Blizzard. He’d have to see Renna again in Heaven, because he wasn’t going to see her again on Earth. He’d tried, but Harrison Vane was right. No one survived the Waste.