ELIA
Everything was surreal. Reth was here, somehow. Lucine was dead on the ground. Candace was… unconscious? She prayed it was so. But her companion been out cold for so long.
Elia's entire right side screamed in pain that had gotten worse since Reth pinned her with his bleeding arm. And even though she understood what he intended to do, she didn't think it worked that way.
And worse, he was beginning to pale.
"Reth, please," she said through her clenched teeth. "You need to get a tourniquet on that arm!"
"Soon, love," he gasped, his voice rough. "Soon. This is working."
She couldn't see anything. The wound was on her shoulder, right on the joint. But Reth had his massive arm pressed against it and his shoulder and the side of his face filled her gaze.
