Unable to help
*Freesia* I stand on the battlements, my pulse racing, every heartbeat echoing in the chaos below. The air is thick with the sound of growls and howls, mingled with the metallic tang of fear. I grip the wall, its rough surface grounding me, but it does little to quell the storm of anxiety churning in my stomach. Beside me, Raylee’s face is pale, her eyes wide as she watches the fray unfold. I can feel her trembling, the weight of her pregnancy heavy with each passing second. “Freesia, what if they… ” she starts, but I cut her off, the words lodged in my throat. “Don’t think like that,” I urge, forcing my voice to steady. “They’ll be okay. They have to be.” But my heart betrays me, a frantic drumbeat that echoes my fears. Below, the battle rages on, and I can see Raze leading the char
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