Ranio’s POV
Chaos reigned in my mind as I struggled to process the events that had just unfolded. Lyra was gone, taken from me in an instant, and all I could do was fight the masked wolves that had ambushed us. I fought with every ounce of strength I had, each blow fueled by desperation, but it still wasn’t enough.
Martin joined me in the battle, and together we pushed back the attackers, but my thoughts were consumed by worry for Lyra. I couldn’t stay here, fighting when she was in danger. As soon as we vanquished our foes, I had to find her. I scanned the area for any signs of her, but she was nowhere to be found.
“Martin” I called out, urgency spilling from my lips.
“We have to search for Lyra. She’s been taken,” he added.
Martin nodded grimly, his face streaked with blood, a tes
