Chapter 122: Nyra’s POV

The night before a battle is always strange. To be fair, I wouldn't know since this was technically my first war but, I could taste the tension in the air.

It was not loud like the hours after victory, not frantic like the moments before blood spills, but quiet in a way that presses against your heart.

As if the world itself is holding its breath, waiting to see who will still be standing when morning comes.

The camp settled early today, no one needed to be told. ...