Ravena's POV
The silence that followed my question was heavy, thick with tension and unspoken promises.
Every warrior stood frozen, their eyes locked on me. Some looked shaken. Others looked determined. But all of them were listening.
"Do you all understand me?" I repeated, my voice cutting through the stillness like a blade.
"Yes, General!" they shouted in unison, their voices rising as one.
I nodded, satisfied. "Good. Now get back to your positions. We have a battle to win."
They scattered immediately, moving with renewed purpose and focus.
I turned and scanned the area for Mira and Rhea. I found them a few feet away, both bloodied and breathing hard. Mira had a cut on her arm, blood seeping through the torn sleeve. Rhea's face was streaked with dirt and sweat, her hair sticking
