Iktome Plains dead souls and a really big globe.

She couldn't believe it.  She couldn't believe Artaax was here, sobbing, in front of her.  That he'd done this to her.  That the wolf in front of her, broken, was her brother.

Nomi is dead.  It was like her mind suddenly disconnected from her body, and for a minute, the pain stopped.  Everything stopped.  Nomi was dead.  And Kiwi?  Kiwi was numb.

She felt nothing.  Just like she had when Bat returned, but this time, the numbness was worse.  Nomi was gone the moment she'd left her behind.  This didn't change that.  And now, seeing Artaax crying in front of her, Kiwi took another step back.

He was supposed to be stronger.  But now, she could be stronger than him.

Completely devoid of feeling, she stared at him.  Willing him to prove her wrong... to stop.  To take control and to step back in her place.  But also willing him to fail.  Because as her own tears dried, and her throbbing head lifted, it meant she'd surpassed yet another mentor who had decided to let her down.