KAI

The smell of iron and smoke filled the air. Even the clouds above seemed to be burning. Every inch of the battlefield roared with the sound of steel against steel, shouts, and the dull thud of bodies hitting the ground.

It was war, the kind that left no room to think. It was just blood, magic, and fear.

We were supposed to get into the sanctuary easily, at least that was what the witches said. But nothing had gone according to plan since the first arrow flew.

I gripped my sword tighter ...