Nymera’s POV
The bolt flew fast, a silver blur slicing through the chaos.
I barely had time to scream.
Dain twisted at the last second—the arrow meant for his heart slammed into his shoulder instead. He staggered back with a grunt of pain, blood soaking his tunic instantly.
"No!" I lunged toward him, but Astra was faster.
In the confusion, she broke free, snatching the dropped dagger from the floor.
She didn't go for me.
She sprinted straight for Dain.
Everything slowed.
Kaelith roared, trying to reach her. Warriors clashed and shouted. Blood splattered the stones under our feet.
I shoved through the fighting bodies, dodging a sword swing, skidding across the slick floor.
I was too far.
She was too fast.
Dain ripped the arrow from his shoulder with a snarl—but Astra was alread
