Rael POV
A floral scent on the battlefield awakened me from the daze. I winnowed to where it was the strongest and met with a glowing silhouette.
Her loose strands of hair carried the scent backwards, tingling my senses.
Wysteria... her scent was the exact replica of her name.
I stride slowly, watching her eyes staring into the wall and down to her battered clothes where a hole was.
A hole?!
Fear gripped with fury blinded my judgement. My emotions took control with darkness swallowing me whole and leapt me into the light by her side.
The blood around the hole is hers.
Wysteria turned her heels around and stared at me wide-eyed. A ripple of power coursed through her, warding me off in a subtle warning.
Another blood-boiling sight triggered me. Another hole was on Wysteria's fron
