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Then Lucian was there again, blood running down his temple but eyes blazing with cold fury. He struck with renewed force, each blow precise and deadly. Together, they drove the creature back, step by step, until it stumbled.
Selis seized the moment, vaulting onto its back and plunging both blades into its neck. The creature shrieked and thrashed, but Lucian's sword found its heart, and with one final, guttural howl, it collapsed.
The silence afterward was deafening.
Selis stood over the corpse, panting, blood—hers and its—slick on her arms. Lucian wiped his blade and glanced at her. "You're reckless," he said.
She met his gaze, unflinching. "And you're welcome."
For a heartbeat, something passed between them—raw, unguarded, and electric. Then, as always, Lucian looked away, slipping his mask back into place.
"Let's report to the others," he said.
Selis smirked faintly, knowing she'd seen what he tried to hide. And that, for now, was enough.
