Aria's POV
The moment Elder Roswell lowered his staff, the battlefield erupted.
"Fire!"
A barrage of weapons tore through the air.
Damon's grip tightened around mine. "Aria, get down!"
We moved at the same time, but there were too many. Something struck my side. Pain exploded through me. I screamed as another impact slammed into my shoulder, sending me crashing to the ground.
For several seconds, I couldn't breathe. Then I felt it. Warmth spreading beneath me. I looked down. There was blood, my blood.
"Aria!"
Damon's voice sounded distant. I tried to move, but agony tore through my body. Then the pain changed. It moved from my wounds to my head.
A violent pressure exploded behind my eyes. I screamed and grabbed my skull.
Images flooded my mind. Damon, a house, a little girl. She
