Selene

The world narrowed to the rubble and flames separating me from Draven, his still form barely visible through the choking dust and smoke. His chest had stopped rising, his blood pooling beneath him and soaking into the cracked stone.

"Draven!" I screamed and began frantically clawing at the debris, nails splitting as I heaved rocks aside, the heat scorching my skin. "Draven, get up. Gods, please, get up!"

The flames licked higher, devouring everything they touched. I heard Torren's pained groan cut through the haze. I turned to see he lay nearby, his arm mangled, with his leg twisted at an unnatural angle.

"Luna, get out! The tunnel's coming...