*Rosie Fay-Donovan*

The minutes that followed were excruciating.

As we headed outside, Archie and I took in the sight in front of us, and my hand instantly reached for his, squeezing it so tightly that I feared I’d cut his blood circulation.

“Sh*t,” Archie whispered from beside me. I didn’t have the courage to look at his face. I knew what he was referring to. There were a lot of bodies from our enemies spread on the ground, but there were also a lot from ...