The silence between us
But Gabriel’s hand found hers, squeezing hard enough to ground her.
“Don’t look at the ruin,” he said, his voice hoarse but steady. “Look at me.”
Her eyes snapped to his. In the storm of battle, his gaze was the only anchor she had. She nodded once, forcing breath into her lungs, forcing her body to move.
They plunged back into the fray.
The third wave was unlike the others. These were not ordinary soldiers they were Joana’s chosen, her fanatics. They fought with eerie precision, their eyes glazed, their movements tireless, as if their very humanity had been burned away.
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