~HAZEL~

Ashton winces sharply when I run my finger lightly over his bleeding wound, his face contorting with pain. From the redness and the way the blood is seeping, I can tell the cut is much deeper than expected. The creature's horn, thick and curved, had most likely pierced straight through his upper arm, leaving a gaping puncture wound. It's hard for me to look at it without feeling a surge of despair, and I struggle to keep a straight face amidst the rising anxiety.

I was scared of ...