Orion pressed both hands against Zara's chest, trying to slow the bleeding.
His face was pale, jaw clenched tight, panic creeping in behind his composed expression.
"Stay with us, Zara. Come on, don't do this."
He muttered under his breath.
Nora knelt beside them, frantically rifling through her inventory.
"I don't have anything strong enough. I've got low-tier healing potions but they won't work on this—she's losing too much blood!"
Noah's hands trembled as he opened his own inventory.
"Come on, come on… There has to be something. Anything."
But every potion, every item they had on hand—nothing was strong enough to deal with a wound like that.
Selene's claw had cut deep, and now Zara's breaths were shallow, her body trembling as the color drained from her skin.
Orion looked up, eyes wide.
"She's fading."
Zara gasped once.
And then—nothing.
The trio froze.
"Zara…?"
Nora whispered, her voice shaking.
She didn't respond. Her body slumped, still.
"No. No, no—"
