AVA KILLIAN Ava held onto Axel, who was gradually losing consciousness, but he tried hard to gain control of himself, despite being unable to stand properly. With a single snap, he broke the arrow buried in his arm, closer to his chest, without removing it in order not to lose blood. "We need to get to the Capital before dawn," Axel’s voice was gruff. "You need to rest. I'll check around for help, maybe a traveler, farmer, or anyone! You are poisoned," Ava panicked as Axel held her tightly with a deadly glare. "I can hold on. Let’s get back to the palace now!" he growled. "I could bring help from the palace, Father," Flynn proposed, looking worried for his father, as Axel gently patted his shoulder. "I’ll be fine. We need to get to the palace. Can you mount your Direwolf? They are almost bigger than a pony. They are safer than the enemy's horse," Axel questioned, as the lethality of the poison coursed through his bloodstream, causing excruciating pain. He was drenched in
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