Mass release 1/4 chapters
Aelorin lay sprawled across the cold, blood-streaked floor, his face twisted in a grimace of self-loathing. The air felt suffocating, heavy with the metallic tang of blood and despair. He clenched his fists, trembling as his mind spiraled in chaotic loops. No matter how hard he tried to focus, to summon the strength to heal himself, the same mocking notification flashed in his vision repeatedly.
{Action blocked. Healing unavailable.}
It was as if the system had turned against him, denying him even the simplest reprieve.
In the corner of the shattered room, Haze stirred, groaning as he struggled to push himself upright. His wounds throbbed, but he forced himself to move, staggering toward Aelorin. His gaze lingered briefly on Arianna's lifeless form, but he shook his head, banishing the creeping despair. "Please, brother, stop crying..." His voice faltered, his throat tightening as he hesitated to finish his sentence.
