Healing a rogue princess
Below, the soldiers shout in surprise and aim their weapons, but I quickly raise a shimmering shield of light around Clementine and myself, their bullets bouncing harmlessly away.
"Clementine, we're going to be okay," I murmur to the little one, my resolve strengthening. I glance down to see Cynamon, now transformed into her majestic wolf form, ready to face the soldiers. Her powerful form is a blur of motion, her instincts and Zeva's spirit guiding her every move.
The soldiers, realizing their weapons are useless against my shield, shift their focus to Cynamon. I hover above, heart pounding with worry for my friend, but trusting in her strength and the bond we share.
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