The battlefield was chaos—screams, explosions, and the relentless echo of gunfire filling the air as Camilla knelt beside Aiden. The ground around them was slick with blood, mud, and the remnants of war. Every instinct in her screamed to push him away from the front lines, to get him to safety, but the reality was colder than that. There was nowhere safe in this war, not anymore. Not for any of them.
She pressed a cloth against Aiden's wound, trying to staunch the bleeding, but his pulse was erratic. His breath came in shallow, labored gasps, and she could see the faint tremor running through his body as his power threatened to break free.
“Aiden…" she whispered, her hands trembling as she worked. She couldn't afford to panic, couldn't afford to lose focus, but her heart was thundering i
