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Jason's POV
I was able to escape the Roses when they weren't looking and were too busy fighting each other. I was unnoticeable so I couldn't cast any charms but that wasn't important. All I cared about was getting to the wall and into the sanctuary. Then I saw that little idiot behind me. Devereaux D'Orsay. I wasn't sure if he knew I was there so I kept going. Then I saw him going up to Madison. Great, I thought, now I don't only need to save my butt but Madison's as well. So I was going toward her when Ellen got in front of her and faced Devereaux. Good, So I was going back when I saw that he threw Ellen against the wall. So I ran to the scene. By this point my heart was pounding out of my chest. I looked over at Jack and almost laughed . . . the little devil got what he deserved. I saw Devereaux's head on the ground and lots of blood. Then I heard D'Orsay yelling at Jack. I stayed still while quickly strategizing in my head. I decided to go up behind D'Orsay and stab him then try to help Jack get Ellen back into the sanctuary. I materialized behind him then charged with my knife. By now I knew something was going to go wrong. I had that feeling in my gut when I knew I made a mistake. We were somersaulting over each other and flames were flying everywhere. Finally I got a good angle and I brought my weapon down. As I did so I thought, wow, that was easy. Then I heard a scream so loud and so high I couldn't think straight. Power went coursing through my body. It was like I was being roasted from the inside out. Then nothing . . . and I knew I was done. My last sight was Jack rushing to my side. And my last thought was if I helped anyone, if my life was worth all the pain I felt now. . .