*Rion*

I glanced at Jasper as we dropped into a heap behind some bushes, out of sight of the gruesome battle raging on. I hoped he could see the gratitude on my face.

My best friend was a bit bruised and scratched up, but I was relieved to see that he seemed fine otherwise. He panted and then looked over at me, nodding to the nonverbal thanks I had sent his way.

I flexed my muscles, feeling for any injuries. I had some scratches and bruises as ...