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Chapter Eighty-Four: Blood and Moonlight

Penulis: Aurora Cross
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-27 14:57:04

Lyra's POV

The wounded came over the ridge in waves.

Some were carried. Some crawled. Most had shifted back to human form somewhere on the field, naked and bleeding and shaking with shock, and the healers' camp filled with the smell of blood and crushed herbs and fear.

"Hold the pressure!" Mira shouted over the din. "Don't let go until I say!"

"I've got him!" the girl from the infirmary tent cried, her hands buried in a boy's torn belly. She was perhaps seventeen. Three weeks ago, she had pra
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