Azaria 'Ziya' Point of View
The air inside the cave was suffocating, thick with the stench of blood and fear. Every breath I took was filled with the metallic tang of violence, the echoes of our fight reverberating off the stone walls, amplifying the tension that hung in the air like a dense fog. I could feel my pulse hammering in my ears, each beat a reminder of the blood that still rushed through my veins, the life that still fought within me. This was it. The culmination of all my anger, all my pain, everything that Ethan had done. It all led to this moment.
