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Dain sat slumped against a tree at the edge of the forest, blood streaking his torn shirt. His breaths came heavy and uneven, each inhale laced with pain. His orange eyes burned with a feral intensity as he clutched a scrap of Elyra's dress in his hand. The fabric was faintly torn and dirtied, but it shimmered softly with a trace of her energy.

"She's close," he muttered under his breath, his voice hoarse but resolute.

Jason's clutches-spurred him onward. The forest around him was dark, its thick canopy blocking out the stars. Yet Dain's sharp senses caught every

been leaving me signs," he whispered, his fingers tightening around the fabric.

Dain surveyed his surroundings. The faint glow of her energy lingered on the trees, guiding him like a trail of

laughter, the way her golden eyes lit up when she smiled. The warmth of her touch when she bandaged his wounds. The thought of Jason stealing any part

ground, running his fingers over the charred earth. The residue of Elyra's power was unmistakable-she had been there, fighting. "You were here," he murmured, his voice a mix of relief

Dain clenched his fists, his resolve hardening like steel. The forest loomed dark and treacherous ahead, but it didn't matter. He would

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