Chapter 48: Farewell to the Fallen
Alex's POV
The dawn broke over the battlefield, casting its faint, pale light over the blood-soaked ground and bodies strewn like ragged remnants of a nightmare. Alex stood at the edge of the battleground, her vision blurring as exhaustion gnawed at her limbs. The ground was littered with the faces of comrades and enemies alike, each one a ghostly reminder of the toll this final battle had taken.
She couldn't look at them for too long; the weight of their sacrifice was too much to bear. These weren't just soldiers, just bodies—they were the people who had laughed with her, fought beside her, stood by her side when things had been at their darkest. And now, their lives had been reduced to memories scattered in the dust. She had seen losses before, but this time, it felt different. This was a goodbye she hadn't anticipated, a farewell she was entirely unprepared to give.
