Lyra's vision blurred, her body trembling as the last of her energy slipped away. The power she had unleashed moments ago had left her drained, her limbs heavy and unresponsive. She barely registered Kael's voice calling her name, the world around her spinning in and out of focus.
She had saved him. But now… she was falling.
Kael's arms were around her in an instant, his grip firm but gentle as he lowered her to the ground. His heart pounded in his chest, fear tightening in his throat as he saw the color drain from her face. She had given everything—more than she should have.
"Lyra," Kael whispered, his voice raw with emotion as he cradled her against him. "Stay with me. Don't you dare leave me now."
