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DAYS IN THE SUN

chapter eleven
❛ 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛! ❜

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     GRIPPING HER OLDER sister's hand as they raced through the forest, was Amara Grace. Her other hand was being held by a fourteen year old Luke Castellan, his blond hair being pushed out of his face as he guided her with the help of Thalia Grace. The eldest Grace was following behind a satyr who had managed to find them, holding onto a princess curled blonde haired Annabeth Chase's hand.

"Come on," Grover Underwood shouted, pulling Annabeth along. "We're almost there!"

A soft whine escaped the young brunette's lips as she was dragged along by her sister and friend. The elder two never allowed for her to fall behind or even catch a breath, she was always one step behind them. And at that moment, she was about ready to give up and cry. All she wanted to do was stop and fall asleep in her sisters arms again.

"It's okay Ara," Thalia's words reached her ears as the oldest daughter of Zeus gave her a reassuring smile. "Almost there, and then you can rest." But even young Amara could tell how exhausted her sister was, her breaths were coming out faster, eye-bags were seen underneath her eyes with her body slightly shaking. And her smile was clearly forced, she was utterly exhausted.

"Up we go," Luke's voice sounded as he used his arm strength to pull her off the ground. Amara was lifted into the air momentarily as she missed a tree root, her feet touched the ground once more and she joined the others in running.

A monster's roar shook the ground and trees, signaling it was closing in on the four demigods and satyr. "The patrol will see us," Grover panted. "Come on!" He yelled again.

"Luke," the youngest Grace whimpered, drawing the male's attention to her. "My legs hurt," she complained. But her legs did in fact hurt, they felt like they were burning as they ached simultaneously. She didn't know how long she could keep running before her legs gave up on her.

"Hey, hey," Luke's voice was calm and steady, a warm smile rested on his lips as he and Thalia lifted her over another tree root. "I know, okay? But Grover said we're almost there, and once we get inside, I'll carry you in the rest of the way. Sound fair?"

Her bottom lip fell as she slightly pouted. "Can I be carried now?"

He gave her a sympathetic look as the eldest Grace spoke up. "Amara, I know you're tired, but so is Luke. He can't run and carry you at the same time. So come on, we gotta get—"

Her lecture from Thalia was interrupted by Annabeth's cry as she tumbled to the ground. Stopping in their tracks, the youngest demigod's eyes widened at her friend as she gripped her ankle. Luke's hand left her's as he rushed to the blonde's side.

The daughter of Athena gripped onto Grover's hand. Her princess curls filled with leave, twigs, and other earthly substances as her grey panic filled eyes was locked with Amara's. Her bottom lip was trembling as the satyr gave words of encouragement. "Come on, Annabeth," he cried. "You can do it!"

He attempted to pull her up, but Annabeth let out a scream of pain as tears escaped her eyes. Thalia pulled the brunette into her side, allowing the youngest Grace to grip tightly onto her jacket as the former slightly rubbed her shoulder.

Luke pulled Grover away from Annabeth gently. "She can't, her ankles sprained."

The protector's eyes widened as he desperately looked between the demigods and Camp. "But, we're almost there! Can't you carry her?"

The sound of a monsters roar reached their ears as Amara looked up at Thalia. The eldest Grace gave her a shaky smile as she looked around with a nervous look. The younger girl's attention returned to her friend's as Luke carefully slid Annabeth's arm around his shoulder and Grover did the same, pulling the demigod to her feet.

"They're getting closer!" Amara cried as another roar sounded, closer than before.

"It's okay," the satyr reassured. "We can make it!" Luke and Grover started their way to the top of the hill with the daughter of Athena wobbling in between them. Tears began to form in the youngest demigod eyes as she blinked them away, earning her sister's attention.

"We won't make it," Thalia spoke. "It's too far."

"Yes," Luke said, giving her a look. "Yes we can."

Amara's grip on her sister's jacket tightened as she looked up, but Thalia wasn't looking her way. The eldest daughter of Zeus looked like she was mentally somewhere else. Her dark brows were furrowed, creasing over her dark electric blue eyes the Grace sisters shared. Finally, she glanced down at Amara, then the monsters.

Letting out a deep breath, she bent down to the younger one's level. A loving smile laid on her lips as she wiped the dirt away and off Amara's face, cleaning her hair free from the twigs and branches. Pushing her brown hair away from her electric blue eyes and behind her ears, Thalia rested her hands on each side of the brunette's face.

Not understanding what was happening, the youngest demigod copied her sister's actions. Her much tinier hands rested of her sisters face as a smile formed on the latter, her eyes twinkling with joy.

"Amara," Thalia started, her voice shaky as she lowered her hand's to the girls shoulder. It was then she slightly understood what was happening as her hands dropped from the older one's face. "Promise me something, okay?"

She gave a nod. "Listen to Luke, okay? Everything he tells you to do, even if you don't like it you have to listen. Okay?"

A whimper escaped Amara as her bottom lip began to tremble, tears forming in her eyes that threatened to spill. Her older sister wiped away the few tears that had managed to fall. "Be good for Luke, he'll always look out for you."

"What are you guys doing?" Grover shouted from his, Luke, and Annabeth's place further away from the two sisters. "We have to hurry!"

A chuckle escaped Thalia. "And Grover, keep being friends with him, he's your protector after all."

"But," another whimpered escaped her. "I thought you were."

A sad smile overtook the older Grace's features. "I know, but Grover was assigned to protect you, so let him do his job. And don't forget about Annabeth, you two need to stick together after everything you've been through. Keep being friends with her, don't let anyone or anything ruin what you have."

Tears rolled down Amara's cheeks as she nodded. "Good, good. Now, try to make some new friends too, okay? You can never have too many. And don't close yourself off after what may happen today, stay the loveable, sweet, amazing girl you are, okay?"

Pulling the younger girl into her, Thalia wrapped her arms tightly around the demigod. The older girl's fingers gripped tightly onto the big leather jacket, soaking in her sister and how small she felt, what she felt like, how big she was, how she smelled, and how she felt in her arms. Blinking away her own tears, the eldest Grace gave Amara a smile. "Can you promise me all that? I know, it's a lot. But I know you can do it, so, promise?"

Letting out a sniffle, the brunette rubbed her nose with her hand as she nodded. "I promise."

Thalia smiled, ruffling the demigod's hair as she stood up to her full length. "I love you, Amara Rose Grace. Always remember that, okay?"

She nodded once more. "I will."

The two demigods and satyr had made their way back down to the two sisters. Turning her attention back to the monsters, Thalia yelled. "Go, I'll hold them off!"

"Are you insane?" Luke yelled, "We're not leaving you!"

"Just do it!" She snapped back. "Grab Amara, take her with you. And make sure to take care of my sister!"

Amara started to sob as Luke unwrapped Annabeth's arm from around him, leaving Grover to support the daughter of Athena as they walked ahead. The son of Hermes grabbed the younger daughter of Zeus's hand and pulled her with him, a frown resting on his lips as he noticed her tear stained cheeks and the sobs escaping.

The brunette was allowed to glance back only when they neared the top of the hill. She was able to witness her sister duck a swipe by a Fury, but was unable to avoid a hellhound raking it's claws along her back.

Thalia swayed to side as Amara felt the familiar feeling of electricity in the air. Lightning crackled, filling the sky as her older sister raised her spear to the sky. A bolt of lightning struck the top of her weapon, and she pointed it towards the Furies and Hellhounds, successfully blasting them away.

"Come on," Grover yelled. "Thalia, come on!"

A smile slowly made it's way to the youngest Grace girl's lips as Thalia ran towards them, a smile on her own lips as she made eye contact with her sister. She was so close now, close enough she was going to make it. Until, a large hand appeared out of nowhere, grabbing ahold of her sister. Thalia ascended into the air and with a mighty roar from the monster, she had been thrown.

"THALIA!"

The three demigods and satyr screams came to a stop once the eldest daughter of Zeus landed. A sickening crack filled the brunette's ears as time began to slow down. She watched as her sister took one last shuddering breath before her face went pale. Her dark electric blue eyes that matched her own, lost their spark.

A great tremor overtook the youngest Grace as tears began racing faster down her cheeks. She could practically feel her heart breaking as she wordlessly twisted her way out of Luke's grip, racing towards her sister. A tightening of her throat happened with a short intake of breath as Luke managed to trap her in his arms once more.

Gut-wrenching sobs tore through her chest as her body wracked an onslaught of tears. Tears constantly escaped her eyes as screams replaced her sobs, and she began thrashing in his arm. But no matter how much she fought, he wouldn't loosen his grip. Instead he seemed to tighten it as he buried his head in her shoulder, as if ashamed to meet her eyes.

Unaware of her powers that responded to her emotions, the wind in the area began to pick up as it became harsher. Harsher than anything the older blond had experienced as the tree branches shook, roots holding onto the ground for life as the daughter of Zeus let out heart-wrenching screams.

Until, a loud noise entered her ears that hadn't been there before. Momentarily stopping her tears, her eyes were directed to the sky as thunder roared across the sky for the second time. She redirected her attention to her sister, where she witnessed Thalia's finger stretching out into the ground. Her pale skin, was turning into bark and moss as a tall pine tree sprouted out of her torso. Continuing to rise higher and higher, becoming taller than any of the other trees in the forest.

Next, came an explosion. A bright blue light flashed, spreading around Amara to both her right and left. Luke's grip on her became tighter as he flipped her body around, her head now being buried into his shoulder as his arms wrapped around her back. As quickly as it happened, the blue light faded like it had never existed. Raising her head from the son of Hermes' shoulder, she focused back on what used to be her sister.

The Cyclops who had been the one to cause her sisters death, raised its fist towards the daughter of Zeus and Luke. Knowing they didn't have anytime to run, the blond used a hand to rest it on the back of her head, holding her as close as possible.

But she was okay with dying, it would mean seeing her sister who she had just been forcefully separated from. The only family she had left, but now, she had no one. As she waited for the monster to lower it's hand and crush the two of them, it never happened. Lifting her head up once more, she watched as the Cyclops banged his fists against a barrier of blue. A roar escaped the creature as he threw a tantrum of sorts, keeping up the banging, but he was always held back.

The three demigods and satyr watched the monster for a moment, until Luke had been the one to snap out of it. "Come on," his words brought Grover out of his trance as he continued walking with Annabeth towards the Camp. The satyr spared Amara a look, but she didn't catch it. "Make sure she gets medical attention." The blond called out to the protector, but he didn't get a reply back.

Without looking at the girl, Luke swiftly picked her up in his arms. She laid against his back as her arms wrapped around his neck, her legs going to his waist as he wordlessly followed after Grover. But Amara's attention was locked on Thalia's tree. Her electric blue eyes that used to shine, were now dimmed and broken, losing the spark that her sister had just lost moments prior.

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Pushing away the memory that had managed to resurface after six years, Amara Grace's attention was drawn to the cabin door. Repetitive knocks sounded out against the large door as a familiar voice yelled her name, one she had spent multiple months hearing. "Amara!" Their fist collided against the marble once more as they continued the yelling routine.

"Amara!" Beckendorf scowled, she knew he knew she was in her cabin. "This isn't a game!" But his voice wasn't the only thing she managed to hear, screams, terrified, pain-filled, screams. "Open the do—"

Swinging the cabin door, electric blue met brown eyes as the taller boy eyed her down. "Finally," Charles muttered, lowering his fist and grabbing his discarded sword off the floor. "There's trouble," using his free hand, he pointed towards the camp border.

She arched a brow. "Trouble?"

Screams filled the air as she witnessed a camper go flying through the air, a bull appearing for a spilt second before going after a new victim. "Okay, now I see."

He nodded, "Yep."

The demigods took off running, coming to a sight that made the brunette stop in her tracks. It was a sight she never thought could be possible. Fires, blazed all across the hillside with two Colchis Bulls running around, terrorizing campers and destroying Half-Blood Hill.

She turned on the dark skinned boy. "Why didn't you get me sooner?" Amara snapped, pulling her necklace free as it morphed into her sword.

He rolled his eyes. "Oh, you know. I was waiting to see if they wanted to have a picnic with you first before I got you out here." She sent him a glare.

Clarisse La Rue came into view as she shouted commands to the campers, her electric spear raised into the air with her voice roaring across the forest. "Time to get to work," Amara muttered. She spun her sword handle between her fingers as the blade twirled around her figure.

"See who can take one out first?" Charles questioned, his own sword twirling in his palm as a smirk rested on his lips. His eyes were filled with mischief as a small laugh escaped the girl, her eyes matching his. "Don't forget who you're talking too, Charlie."

The older boy groaned at the nickname his mother had used frequently for him over the past ten months Amara had lived with them. It was something the younger demigod came up with when she was being ganged up on by the mother and son, turning the battle into mother and Amara against son.

"I thought I told you to drop that?"

She shrugged, taking a few steps ahead and towards the daughter of Ares. "And I thought I told you I wouldn't?"

Not letting him get anymore words in, Amara took off running towards the dirty blonde haired demigod. She could hear his yelling behind her, but couldn't find it in herself to care. Sliding down Half-Blood Hill, a grin rested on her lips as the wind blew her hair out of her face. Her electric blue eyes were shining against the summer sky as her converses dug into the grass. Holding her hand out, she grabbed ahold of a stray wind spirit, using it to her advantage. She launched through the air, wind spirits keeping her up while she commanded them in her head as she flew through the sky. It was trick she had learned from Mr. D once she got back to Camp with Beckendorf.

She discarded the wind spirits once she had flown above one of the Colchis Bull's, Clarisse standing mere feet away from its mouth. Allowing herself to drop, she readied her sword and once she was close enough, dug her sword into the creature's back, earning a roar.

"Yeah," The La Rue girl taunted as a wide smile made its way to the demigod's face. "How do you like that!"

"Gonna let me steal all the glory, La Rue?" Amara asked as she dug the sword deeper. "Or do you want apart of it?"

The older demigod rolled her eyes, launching herself forward in a charge as she jabbed her spear into the bull's shoulder. The daughters of Zeus and Ares eyes widened as the spear snapped, leaving the brown eyed girl with only a stick.

The girl's eyes locked before Clarisse looked back to the others campers, then to the younger demigod. "Go," Amara said, her voice stern as thunder roared across the sky. The daughter of Ares replied with a nod, backing up as she began commanding the other campers. "Hold the line!"

But, it seemed like the brunette's stay on the bull was over as it began thrashing around, but she held on tight. Finally, it kicked up it's hind legs, sending Amara into the air. Once she was off it's back the bull charged forward, successfully unlocking her sword from within and sending her flying through the air.

She soared over the creature's head, slamming her back into a tree as she fell to the ground. When she finally managed to reach the ground, groans escaped her lips as she struggled to sit up. Her body was shaken from being thrown like a rag doll, a part of her wondered if the pain she was feeling was only slightly what her sister felt like when that night happened.

Amara was drawn out of her thoughts by the sound of the bull huffing. Slowly, she looked up to see the Colchis bull kicking it's back leg. Huffs escaped the creature's snout as it sneered, eyes wide and crazy. Finally, it charged at full speed towards the demigod. She was narrowly able to miss it by rolling out of it's way, hurrying to her feet.

"Hey!" Clarisse's voice reached her ears as the demigods looked one another up and down. "Still got some fight left in you, Grace!"

The daughter of Ares had a wild grin on her face, grease was smeared on her cheeks with some parts of her clothes burnt. But, it looked like the La Rue girl was having the time of her life. Amara could only offer a smirk before another demigod's voice sounded out. "Behind you," they yelled, startling the Grace girl. "Look out!"

She turned around in time to be met with one of the Colchis bulls. The daughter of Zeus's eyes flickered as she crossed her arms in an x-formation, wind forming a shield around her figure as the bull crashed into her. She was sent soaring backwards once more, landing in a smoldering patch of grass as she let out a gasp. The wind had been knocked out of her, literally.

Every part of her body was sore as she attempted to sit up, but it seemed she hadn't recovered from the last time she was thrown by the Colchis bull moments prior. She didn't have time to process what happened next. Out of nowhere, a familiar head of raven hair appeared with sea green eyes. Percy lunged at her, grabbing ahold of her arm and pulling her out of the patch of grass. One of the Colchis bulls ran past as the son of Poseidon swiped his sword at it, creating a gash in it's flank. The bull creaked, groaned, but kept going.

His eyes landed back on Amara, pulling the brunette to her feet as their attention went to the bull. "You okay?" He asked, but she arched her brow. "Took you long enough, where's Annabeth?"

The Jackson boy rolled his eyes. "What, no thank you for saving your life?"

This time, she rolled her eyes. "Consider it an early I won't kick your butt as hard in the next Capture the Flag game,"

"Grace!" Clarisse's voice sounded out against the commotion, earning the demigod's attention. "Try not to get burnt, Seaweed Brain."

Much like what she did with Charles earlier, Amara took off before the boy could respond as she raced towards the older demigod's side. The older girl was being chased by the bull as the brunette managed to get behind it.

"Now what?" Clarisse yelled as she slid around a tree, giving Amara the chance to catch up to her as the bull tore through the forest. "Now?" They slid down part of the hill, giving them a head start as the creature behind them debated whether it would follow. "We keep running."

The roar of the bull reached her ears as it charged down the hill after them. "Are you serious? This is going to get us killed!" But the daughter of Zeus wasn't paying attention as she slowed her running until she came to a complete stop. A grin had curled it's way onto her lips as she observed her surroundings, subtly nodding her head. "This should be good."

"Good?" Clarisse demanded. "Good? We're gonna die, and all you can say is this should b—"

The daughter of Ares was interrupted by thunder roaring across the sky. The loud noise gave Amara enough time to suddenly launch herself forward toward the creature. Her sword was raised as she swung her arm, successfully cutting the snout in half. Her feet dragged in the dirt as she came to a stop, twirling herself to face the creature once more. Her eyes flashed teal momentarily as electricity flickered around her sword and its handle.

A huff escaped the mechanical monster as it charged at the demigod, and she did the same. Catching a stray wind, she flew forward. Her hands covered the handle as electricity beamed around the blade, slicing into the bull's neck and dislodging the head from the body.

She landed on the ground not far from the creature, the electricity disappearing as the wind calmed down. Everything was still for a moment until the brunette fell to her knees, her weapon morphed back into her necklace as she attempted to catch her breath and gain back her strength.

Wordlessly, Clarisse jogged to the younger girl's side and wrapped one of her arms around the former's shoulder. But Amara protested before she could get too far. "I'm okay. I just haven't mastered using electricity around objects yet and use a wind."

The older demigod arched a brow as the daughter of Zeus waved her off. "Really, I'm fine. Go check on the other campers."

After a moment, Clarisse nodded. "Fine, but I'm sending Beckendorf to get you."

"I wouldn't expect anything else."

While the daughter of Ares made her way back to the battlefield, Amara took the time to take in her surrounding as she wobbly got back to her feet. Holding onto a tree for support, she watched as Percy lunged himself at the last remaining Colchis bull, only to end up rolling to the side as the creature spewed fire. She winced as his foot caught onto a tree root, causing it to twist to an unnatural position.

Despite his now twisted ankle, the raven haired boy managed to slash a part of the monster's snout with his sword, before inevitably buckling to the ground. She realized his ankle must have been sprained, possibly broken and began slowly making her way towards the Jackson boy.

But the creature had already changed it's path towards the demigod, which resulted in Amara to take off running towards the boy despite her dot filled vision.

"Tyson!" She heard a familiar voice scream from somewhere in the distance. "Help him!" Annabeth cried, but she didn't pay any attention to her old friend nor the stranger. Her mind was focused on the sound of her feet pounding against the earth as she attempted to keep herself upright, only goal in mind to reach the sea green eyed boy.

As she raced towards the boy, she could see someone — or something — attempting to push itself against the barrier, but it was holding up. Wide, sea green eyes met tired electric blue as the two big three children looked at one another.

"I, Annabeth Chase," the blonde yelled. "Give you permission to enter camp!"

Thunder shook the hillside as Amara was able see the thing that was attempting to get in, was actually a boy their age. He barreled towards Percy yelling the words, "Percy needs help!" With the realization he was going to get there before her, she attempted to stop in her tracks by taking another step forward. But her exhaustion got the better of her as it rolled over her, her vision filled completely with the black dots as she blinked rapidly, falling to her knees.

Arms wrapped themselves around her torso as the dots cleared from her eyes and she was able to see a hint of blonde hair. Then, she witnessed the boy diving between Percy and the bull just in time for the creature to unleash a nuclear firestorm.

"Tyson!"

The blast swirled around his figure like a tornado, only the black silhouette of his body was visible. And then, the fire died out as Tyson stood there, completely unharmed from being scorched. The bull and demigods stared at him in surprise before Tyson balled his fists, slamming them into the creature's face. "Bad cow!"

His fist made a carter where the monster's snout used to be as two small columns of flame shot out from the ears. The boy hit it again, causing the bronze to crumple under his hands like foul. "Down!" Tyson yelled.

The bull fell onto it's back after staggering, the legs moving feebly in the air as stream proceeded to come out of it's ruined head.

The arms around Amara unwrapped themselves as Annabeth's figure appeared within her vision before the blonde rushed to Percy's side. Falling to her knees she attempted to feed him some nectar as the brunette got to her feet, grabbing onto the tree's for support and shakily made her way over. Cautious of what Tyson could be, she made sure to keep her distance.

"The other bull?" Percy asked once he managed to catch his breath, the color returned to his cheeks.

The Chase girl tilted her head back towards Amara who claimed a tree close, one arm wrapped around the trunk as the other was stuffed into her pocket. "Am, she took care of it."

The Jackson boys eyes widened, but he wasn't able to get anything out as the daughter of Ares stormed over, ripping off her helmet as strands of hair smoldered. "You—ruin—everything!" She yelled at the boy. "I had it under control!"

"Good to see you too, Clarisse." Annabeth muttered.

"Argh!" She cried out. "Don't ever, ever try saving me again!"

"Clarisse," Amara called, earning the dirty blonde's attention. "You've got wounded campers."

"I'll be back." The girl mumbled before stomping off.

Tyson turned around as he stared at the place in amazement, and he made eye contact with the brunette. But she didn't meet eyes with two of them, no, she only made eyes with one. Her jaw clenched as she resisted the urge to reach for her sword and slay the monster where he stood.

Percy's voice drew her from her thoughts as he spoke, earning her attention. "You didn't die."

"I am sorry," the monster said. "Came to help, disobeyed you."

"My fault," Annabeth spoke up, and it was then Amara put two and two together. Percy, was friends with that monster, and Annabeth, let him in. "I had no choice, if I hadn't let him cross the boundary line, Percy, you would've been killed."

And then, stormy grey met electric blue. But, within the electric blue, a storm was brewing. A mighty, angry, cold, and harsh storm, was being made as the blonde and brunette looked at each other, before the latter looked at the monster once more.

Blood began to pound in her ears and her heart thudded in her chest. Pushing herself off the tree, she started heading towards the one place she could always feel calm at. Her hands shook on the way down and her feet began to tingle. Her vision started to disfigure as if she were looking through fish-eye lens. She had to get away, she couldn't be near that, that thing anymore. She attempted to take a long, slow deep breath as she went out of sight. They wouldn't know where she went, they wouldn't follow her, it wouldn't follow her. It wouldn't be able to find her, they wouldn't be able to find her. She was out of sight and that's all that mattered. Sitting herself against her sister's pine tree, her hands gripped onto one another so tightly her nails were digging into her palms. Breathing was becoming hard, almost impossible, as if she'd just run a marathon. Her chest grew tight as a bile rose in her throat, but she wouldn't let it out.

"Oh no," a voice reached her ears as she tried to calm her breathing. But she couldn't even stop herself from shaking as a figure sat itself in front of her. "Sweetie, can you hear me?"

The form of Silena Beauregard appeared in front of the younger demigod. She was a daughter of Aphrodite with brown hair and baby blue eyes, the cabin counselor for the Aphrodite cabin. But Amara couldn't give her a response, she felt like she was suffocating in her own body.

"I really don't want to do this, please don't make me do this Am." But the older girl was only met with silence as the brunette continued having the panic attack. "Sorry," she apologized. "But I need you, to calm down."

The words struck a cord within the younger girl's body. "That's right, it's okay you just need to calm down, okay? Listen to my voice and count with me. One, two, three . . ."

Amara's breathing had begun to even out, the charm speak flowing through her as her body obeyed. Once her breaths had fully evened out, she offered the Aphrodite girl a small smirk. "Thanks,"

She smiled. "No problem sweetheart, Charles said he hadn't seen you since the beginning of the battle. So we spilt up to look for you, and once I saw Tyson, I knew you would be at your sisters tree. Are you okay, no charmspeak this time I promise."

A small chuckle escaped the younger girl as Silena's smile widened. "There we go, there's a little laugh. That's good, you're doing great."

It was quiet between the two until Silena got to her feet. "Come on," she said. "I know you took down one of those bulls yourself. Let's get you to the infirmary and checked out, yeah?"

Amara nodded. "Only if you promise not to tell Beckendorf."

"I'm a little disappointed you would assume so in the first place."

A smirk formed as she got on her feet, only for her vision to be covered with the familiar black dots as she lost her balance. Silena's arm wrapped around her body as the brunette's arm was swung around her shoulder. "Looks like you're still out of it."

"Could we not tell Beckendorf about this part either?"

"You got it."

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4-27-23

hello hello ! i am so sorry for the long wait, school has been kicking my butt lately but i am proud to announce i am back. thank you all so much for the support & patience, it means more than you will ever know! with that being said, i hope you enjoyed this chapter and i'll see you in the next one !!