Chapter 25 TWENTY FOUR

(NYRA'S POV)

An hour later, the healer’s words echo into my head like a mantra

“He might not make it through the night.”

I turn back slowly, every step heavy, like gravity has doubled just for me. Riven hasn’t moved. His chest rises—barely—and now there’s a hitch in it, like his body is hesita...

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