The muscle in Fin's neck was tight as a wire. He could feel Serena's insides burning through their matebond.
Every arrow she shot was taking another fistful of whatever was keeping her alive, and she was spending it like a woman who had already decided she wasn't coming back.
Her nose bled. She was vaguely aware, but not fully in control.
Two more arrows. Two more Commanders. Ash before the bodies hit the ground.
Fin looked up to see the final Dark Fae Commander still on his water dragon, coming for her. The dragon opened its mouth.
"Serena!" he roared, wolf surging so hard he started to shift. He stiffened, catching the shift before it took hold, and shoved Xeon down through sheer will.
Too late. The water dragon's power-shot of boiling acid collided with Serena's gold orb of magic. The orb cracked on impact. Velkaris did a Truebond Veil.
Warriors and mages from other packs froze mid-battle. About half clapped. Clapped.
