CHAPTER 100 AMAYA“Careful easy, easy he’s still breathing.”“Get pressure on that wound no, not there, lower!”“Over here, we need help!”The war did not end with silence, not completely, not immediately, because even with Castillo gone and the fighting stilled, the battlefield still breathed in broken, uneven rhythms, filled with voices that no longer shouted orders but clung to life, to hope, to whatever remained after everything had been torn apart. I stood in the middle of it all feeling the weight of it settle deep into my bones as the reality of what we had done, what it had cost, unfolded around me in slow, painful clarity.“We need more healers here!” someone called.“I’m coming hold him steady!”“Don’t close your eyes hey, stay with me !”The urgency hadn’t disappeared it had simply changed.“They’re stabilizing the eastern line,” Luciano said beside me, his voice quieter now, stripped of the sharp edge it had carried throughout the battle but still steady, still holding t
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