The Twice-Rejected Luna, His Only Healer
Garren protested, but Magnus was already leaping back into the fray, his claws tearing through rogue after rogue.
The tide of the battle shifted. A massive rogue, larger than the rest, emerged from the shadows, its red eyes gleaming with malice. It lunged at Magnus with terrifying speed.
“Magnus!” Seraphina cried out, but she was too far to stop it.
The rogue’s claws raked across Magnus’s chest, and he staggered, blood pouring from the wound. With a snarl, he countered, sinking his teeth into the rogue’s neck and tearing it apart. But the damage had been done. More rogues closed in, sensing their opportunity.