Injured!

"Get ready," Cassian murmured to Adeline, stepping protectively in front of her.

Adeline's eyes burned with defiance. She was exhausted, yes, but she wasn't about to back down. "I don't need you to shield me," she said, summoning the last of her strength.

Cassian didn't argue. He knew better than to underestimate her, even in her current state.

Lucas intended to end it once and for all. It would be either he or Cassian, only one will remain. Today will be the end of all his efforts.

As Lucas advanced across the bridge, the remaining assassins rallied behind him. The air grew thick with tension, and the faint hum of magic crackled in the distance.

Cassian's mind raced. They were outnumbered and outmatched, but he wasn't going to let Lucas win. Not here. Not ever.

"Adeline," he said quietly, his voice steady despite the chaos around them. "We'll end this together."