The Dasi’s altars were scorched, frozen, shattered–only ruin left behind–and their priests and priestesses struggled against the magic that cut their bodies and souls.
They cursed Maeve, who had enticed Leben into giving them these “gifts,” the magic of their second forms. When people began to die, the new serpents blamed the falcons–those who worshipped death, sacrificed to it.
Magic and blades and fire and blood…so much blood, soaking into the red sand.
“You say you wish to end this,” Kiesha said, greeting the falcons.
“Before more lives are lost,” Araceli said.
—  Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, Wyvernhail (via The Kiesha'Ra, Volume Five)