[Irene Miles’ POV]
The moment I took down one soldier, several others lunged at us. It was an unending fight. Soon I forgot the count of swords that clanged with mine. The number of people I injured without even seeing their faces. But I didn’t allow a single one of them to reach Zane. But one of them slipped from my eyes and reached for Zane.
Zane turned around, covering queen Inara’s body. The soldier slashed at Zane’s back. His white shirt soon drenched in red blood. I pierced my sword into the soldier’s ulna and sent him flying away from Zane. Panting, I glared at the army that was impossible to penetrate. I knew if I allowed Fenrir to take over, all of them would be gone in a blink, but… I couldn’t. I was getting tired after every attack I landed on them. But stopping wasn’t an
