Nathaniel
I arrived at the gates just as Dylan was in the middle of a tense conversation with the team leaders; the urgency in his voice was clear from a distance. Among the gathered fighters, I immediately spotted Liam, now dressed in his fighting gear, the wedding suit long gone. It struck me how quickly the joyous celebration of our union had transformed into the cold reality of battle. His eyes met mine briefly, and in that fleeting glance, I saw the same fire I fell in love with - fierce and determined, but underneath it all, a quiet fear. It mirrored my own.
Two of Dylan’s brothers, Conor and Sean, stood close by, their fiery red hair impossible to miss, even in the dimming light. The air around them hummed with tension, the weight of what was to come settling over us all. This wa
