Freya‘s pov.

The pain was building again—wave after wave of fire rolling through my veins, making it nearly impossible to stand straight. Every nerve in my body felt like it was being pulled in opposite directions. My legs trembled as we made our way toward the edge of the compound.

Eira walked beside me, murmuring soft encouragements under her breath. Victor was a few paces ahead, looking like he’d rather be anywhere else but still committed.

"Slow down," I growled. ...