Iris dug her fingers deeper into her wraiths’ shadows, trying not to fall as it jumped on top of another one, tackling it on the ground. There weren’t many of them left, and it was no surprise. It felt like they had killed hundreds already.
Her own wraith was hurt. She could tell by how slow its reactions had become and the way it limped with its left hind foot. It was hard to determine how bad its condition was, but she couldn’t allow herself to give it a break to heal itself or die. The wraith was a monster under her control, which she needed to use to save as many people as possible. And if it died, then that was it. She couldn’t allow herself to care.
The world spun and Iris crashed onto the ground. rolling a few times. She raised her head to see what had just happened when she real
