Elara’s POV
We successfully found shelter in a cave.
Luca’s breathing was shallow, his chest barely rising and falling as he lay on the rough cave floor.
His skin was ashen, cold to the touch, and each ragged breath sounded like a battle he was slowly losing.
I pressed my hands against his wound again, summoning every ounce of energy I had left.
Kael sat near the entrance, sharpening a dagger, his watchful eyes darting toward us every few moments.
I didn’t know if I could pull Luca back from the brink this time. My hands trembled as I pushed more energy into him, my breath shallow with effort.
“Come on,” I whispered. “Stay with me, Luca.”
A golden glow spread from my palms, sinking into his wound. His skin twitches under my touch, his muscles stiffening as his body responds to th
