260. Diego
Dammit! I couldn't believe it.
“We are f****d!” The words shot from my mouth, raw and unfiltered, my chest rising and falling with the weight of frustration.
My hands clenched at my waist as I scanned the warriors around me, their faces pale, their bodies stiff. Fear had turned them reckless. They had ignored Claudia’s commands, disregarded Sheila’s spells, and thrown themselves into the chaos, forcing me to intervene with brute strength. Now, they lay unconscious, bound like wild animals, the thick scent of blood saturating the air.
Sheila ensured they remained that way, her sleeping spell keeping them from making any more stupid decisions. I should’ve been angry, furious, even, but I understood them. Fear twisted the mind, forcing irrationality to the surface. They weren’t
