"I need to tend to him. He needs urgent medical attention. You go ahead — we'll carry him on horseback," Lara said firmly, glancing up at Bener. Her hands were already working, steady despite the urgency that thrummed through her veins. She was applying hemostatic powder to stop the bleeding.
Bener hesitated, eyes flicking over the wounded man.
He'd underestimated the situation. If it hadn't been for the timely arrival of Prince Alaric and Kane, they could have suffered a devastating blow from enemies hidden in the mangrove forest. A chill danced down his spine, cold and unwelcome, as he realized just how close they had come to disaster.
