Valeria The battle was a blur of blood and fury, the echoes of snarls and screams still ringing in my ears as I called for a retreat. My heart pounded, adrenaline coursing through me as I surveyed the battlefield, littered with bodies—some rogue, some my own. I clenched my fists, bloodied but still capable of gripping power. The rogues were retreating, for now, but this wasn’t a victory. Not yet.I turned toward Kieran, who had been fighting on the western flank. He moved toward me, his face grim, dark smears of blood streaked across his armor. Behind him, a group of warriors limped away from the front lines, dragging the wounded and tending to those too weak to walk. The sight sent a pang through my chest, but I forced myself to maintain a steady gaze.“Kieran, report,” I said, my voice sharp with command despite the tightness in my throat.Kieran wiped his brow, exhaustion clear in his eyes. “We managed to hold the western flank,” he said, his tone flat. “But just barely. The rogue
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