Prologue
"I never meant to hurt him." She sobbed, holding her unconscious friend close to her. She was shaking from the adrenaline and could feel her wings slowly withering away but she didn't care, not when her childhood friend was dying. "I can't lose you" she said, her voice was full of pain and sorrow as she gently cradled him, rocking him like her mother would, to comfort her when she was little. His soft hair had sticks and mud tangled in his hair and a deep wound made by her own sword had pierced his chest, just above his heart. He had several scratches and bruises. She leaned forward and gently rested her forehead on his like how they would do when they were little and she squeezed her eyes shut. Sadness, pain and guilt overwhelmed her as she continued to cry. "I'm so sorry" she whispered to him, even though she knew he couldn't hear her. "I'll do whatever it takes to bring you back." She gently held his hand and watched his peaceful expression on his quiet face, his eyes were shut and his lips were slightly parted and a cut on his jaw ruined his sweet face. "I promise" she said as she lifted her head up and gently brushed some dirt off his cheek. She couldn't bear seeing his kind gentle soul like this, he doesn't deserve this. 'this can't be how it ends... It won't be' She thought to herself, her stomach twisted with guilt as she hugged him tight. "Whatever it takes..." She repeated, her expression turned hard and her eyes went cold as she stared at her hands, her voice cracked as she spoke. "You're all I have left"
