ARIA'S POV
The moment the soldiers charged towards me, my body froze in fear.
My injured arm throbbed painfully, but I instinctively pressed it against my side, trying to protect it as I stumbled back. The sharp smell of blood mixed with the sterile hospital air, making my head spin.
"Don't move!" the leading soldier barked, his voice harsh and commanding.
I didn't have much of a choice. My legs felt weak, and the room spun as adrenaline coursed through me.
Before I could react, the lead soldier pushed me aside with so much force that I fell to the ground, landing hard on my already aching arm.
I winced, biting my lip to keep from crying out.
The soldier paid no attention to me. He rushed to the window, leaning out and peering out below.
"Damn it," he growled under his breath. "Where is he?"
The other soldiers crowded behind him, their boots thudding against the floor as they scrambled to get a look.
"Do you see him?" one of them asked, his voice tight with urgency.