The darkness slowly faded, replaced by another darkness, illuminated by the crescent moon in the sky. It was still nighttime. Roughly a day had passed since this battle began. The earth had spun a full 360 degrees, bringing us back to the same time when all of this began.
Even though it was now night, the little light provided by the moon was still blinding since we had spent so long in that dark space.
For a moment, I was forced to pause and squint my eyes to see what was happening. I finally saw the faces of the people fighting in front of me.
I turned my head to the person who was impaled by the object Damian had thrown. It was Mariah. She had a long piece of metal protruding through her body.
With my senses slowly returning, I tried to focus on her heartbeat. It was faint, but I could hear her heartbeat.
