The final hour had arrived. Camilla stood just outside the medical tent, watching as soldiers filed into their designated positions, their faces grim but determined. The Citadel had mobilized everything they had for this final strike—every soldier, every medic, every officer had been prepared for the push into the insurgent's last stronghold. The operation was now a matter of when, not if. But with every passing minute, Camilla could feel the weight of the decision that had been made—the one that had led them here, to this moment.
The battlefield, once filled with chaos and fear, had become something else now. It was a place where survival meant more than just enduring the pain. It was about facing the enemy with everything they had left—and doing so together.
Aiden had been briefed, rea
