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.Then it released her and she was falling.Twisting in the air, Clary tried to get her hands and knees under her before she hit the ground.It almost worked.She struck the floor with a jarring impact and rolled to the side, stunned.She was lying on a hard metal surface, in semidarkness.This had probably been a storage space at one point, because the walls were smooth and doorless.There was a square opening high above her through which the only light filtered.Her whole body felt like one big bruise."Clary?" A whispered voice.She rolled onto her side, wincing.A shadow knelt beside her.As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she saw the small, curvy figure, braided hair, dark brown eyes.Maia."Clary, is that you?"Clary sat up, ignoring the screaming pain in her back."Maia.Maia, oh my God." She stared at the other girl, then wildly around the room.It was empty but for the two of them."Maia, where is he? Where's Simon?"Maia bit her lip.Her wrists were bloody, Clary saw, her face streaked with dried tears."Clary, I'm so sorry," she said, in her soft and husky voice."Simon's dead."Soaked through and half-frozen, Jace collapsed onto the deck of the ship, water streaming from his hair and clothes.He stared up at the cloudy night sky, gasping in breaths.It had been no easy task to climb the rickety iron ladder badly bolted to the ship's metal side, especially with slippery hands and drenched clothes dragging him down.If it hadn't been for the Fearless rune, he reflected, he probably would have been worried that one of the flying demons would pick him off the ladder like a bird picking a bug off a vine.Fortunately, they seemed to have returned to the ship once they'd seized Clary.Jace couldn't imagine why, but he'd long ago given up trying to fathom why his father did anything.Above him a head appeared, silhouetted against the sky.It was Luke, having reached the top of the ladder.He clambered laboriously onto the railing and dropped down onto the other side of it.He looked down at Jace."You all right?""Fine." Jace got to his feet.He was shivering.It was cold on the boat, colder than it had been down by the water—and his jacket was gone.He'd given it to Clary.Jace looked around."Somewhere there's a door that leads into the ship.I found it last time.We just have to walk around the deck until we find it again."Luke started forward."And let me go first," Jace added, stepping in front of him.Luke shot him an extremely puzzled look, seemed as if he were about to say something, and finally fell into step just beside Jace as they approached the curved front of the ship, where Jace had stood with Valentine the night before.He could hear the oily slap of water against the bow, far below."Your father," Luke said, "what did he say to you when you saw him? What did he promise you?""Oh, you know.The usual.A lifetime's supply of Knicks tickets." Jace spoke lightly but the memory bit into him deeper than the cold."He said he'd make sure no harm came to me or anyone I cared about if I'd leave the Clave and return to Idris with him.""Do you think—" Luke hesitated."Do you think he'd hurt Clary to get back at you?"They rounded the bow and Jace caught a brief glimpse of the Statue of Liberty off in the distance, a pillar of glowing light."No.I think he took her to make us come onto the boat like this, to give him a bargaining chip.That's all.""I'm not sure he needs a bargaining chip." Luke spoke in a low voice as he unsheathed his kindjal.Jace turned to follow Luke's gaze, and for a moment could only stare.There was a black hole in the deck on the west side of the ship, a hole like a square that had been cut into the metal, and out of its depths poured a dark cloud of monsters.Jace flashed back to the last time he had stood here, with the Mortal Sword in his hand, staring around him in horror as the sky above him and the sea below him turned to roiling masses of nightmares.Only now they stood in front of him, a cacophony of demons: the bone-white Raum that had attacked them at Luke's; Oni demons with their green bodies, wide mouths, and horns; the slinking black Kuri demons, spider demons with their eight pincer-tipped arms and the poison-dripping fangs that protruded from their eye sockets—Jace couldn't count them all.He felt for Camael and took it from his belt, its white glare lighting the deck.The demons hissed at the sight of it, but none of them backed away.The Fearless rune on Jace's shoulder blade began to burn.He wondered how many demons he could kill before it burned itself away."Stop! Stop!" Luke's hand, knotted in the back of Jace's shirt, jerked him backward."There's too many, Jace.If we can get back to the ladder—""We can't." Jace yanked himself out of Luke's grip and pointed."They've cut us off on both sides." It was true.A phalanx of Moloch demons, flames jetting from their empty eyes, blocked their retreat.Luke swore, fluently and viciously."Jump over the side, then.I'll hold them off.""You jump," Jace said."I'm fine here."Luke threw his head back.His ears had gone pointed, and when he snarled at Jace, his lips drew back over canines that were suddenly sharp."You—" He broke off as a Moloch demon leaped at him, claws outstretched.Jace stabbed it casually in the spine as it went by, and it staggered into Luke, yowling.Luke seized it in clawed hands and hurled it over the railing."You used that Fearless rune, didn't you?" Luke said, turning back to Jace with eyes that glowed amber.There was a distant splash."You're not wrong," Jace admitted."Christ," said Luke."Did you put it on yourself?""No.Clary put it on me." Jace's seraph blade cut the air with white fire; two Drevak demons fell.There were dozens more where it had come from, lurching toward them, their needle-tipped hands outstretched."She's good at that, you know."" Teenagers," said Luke, as if it were the filthiest word he knew, and threw himself into the oncoming horde."Dead?" Clary stared at Maia as if she'd spoken in Bulgarian."He can't be dead."Maia said nothing, just watched her with sad, dark eyes."I would know." Clary sat up and pressed her hand, clenched into a fist, against her chest."I would know it here.""I thought that myself," Maia said."Once.But you don't know.You never know."Clary scrambled to her feet.Jace's jacket hung off her shoulders, the back of it nearly shredded through.She shrugged it off impatiently and dropped it onto the floor.It was ruined, the back scored through with a dozen razored claw marks.Jace will be upset that I wrecked his jacket, she thought
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