233 Chapter 233

This probably goes without mentioning, but people died. Like, lots of people.

...But none of them I knew, so, moving on.

Or at least, that's what I was doing with the black hole of a heart I had until I had to tend to all the injured and see their dead eyes gaze back at me and knew they'd lost someone. I wish I had an emotional stamina well as deep as my magic one. Ugh, war sucked balls even if women and children weren't involved.

Gus worked alongside me for any injuries to the nervous system and also to make sure I didn't do it. We had been in a coma for almost two weeks and our bodies were woefully weak. You'd think I'd be the saddest about it, but actually who it was Gus. He'd looked at his muscles and pouted. Like a girl who had bought the wrong lipstick color on accident.

"I worked hard on those."