Amara’s POV.
“Amara, on your left!”
I threw my dagger pretty fast, and it struck the enemy on my left who was about to charge at me. I could feel my muscles burning, and I was out of breath because of the number of foes I had fought.
It was a chaotic morning when we received a distress signal from Salem. They were under a surprise attack, and many lives had already been lost. We came to the rescue because we knew that if we didn’t intervene, the consequences would be devastating for Salem. We must get rid of the pests before they cause damage to our property.
“Are you okay, Amara?” Masha queried over the radio receiver. I could tell she was worried by the tone of her voice. I was tired, but I didn’t want her to be concerned.
“Don’t worry, Masha. I’m fine. You know I’m tough. I can man
