Aria had used her entire body to shield Yassmin. She opened her eyes slowly, expecting to feel the pain of the impact, but instead, she felt a warm sensation from Ethan's blood, who had used his body to protect them. Ethan was severely injured, with his wings broken and a large wound on his back oozing dark blood. Despite this, his gaze was resolute, and his voice, though weak, carried unyielding authority.
"Aria, get Yassmin to a safe place," Ethan said, his voice raspy but firm.
Aria nodded, her eyes filled with tears as she observed Ethan's grave condition. Carefully, she lifted Yassmin and began to move away from the battlefield.
Suddenly, a howl echoed through the air, and Yassir appeared, transformed into a werewolf, his eyes blazing with fury. He had taken time to arrive due to the distance from his hiding spot, but now he was ready to join the fight.
