After the fourth wave was cleared, Isha glanced at the time. It was 8:55 PM, only five minutes remained before the next battle began.
Her expression hardened again, the calm in her eyes disappearing completely.
"Everyone returns to the wall and recovers completely. This is the final wave. Once we clear it, we will go home to rest."
For a brief moment, no one spoke. Then everyone answered together, their voices steady despite their exhaustion.
"Yes, Captain."
Even though their bodies were tired, no one slowed down. They quickly moved back to the wall and took their positions. Within moments, the team was ready again, standing firm as they prepared for the final wave.
This time, Sana stepped forward without hesitation.
A soft glow spread from her hands as she moved from one person to another. Wherever the light touched, wounds began to close, pain eased, and fatigue slowly faded. The tension in their bodies loosened, and their breathing became steady again.
