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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.

thick canopy blocking out the stars. Yet Dain's sharp senses caught every sound, every

he whispered, his fingers tightening around the fabric. "I'll

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

eyes lit up when she smiled. The warmth of her touch when she bandaged his wounds.

break. He knelt by a faint scorch mark on the ground, running his fingers over the charred earth.

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

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