Back-Up arrives
Daemon's head snapped up, his eyes widening as a figure stepped into the clearing. She moved with an eerie grace, her cloak billowing around her, the fabric shimmering with a soft purple glow as she approached.
General Omhina.
The harpooner's eyes widened as he stepped back, his face pale with recognition. "General Omhina…"
Omhina's eyes were cold as she regarded the scene before her, her gaze flicking between Daemon, Osalf, and the harpooner. "I sensed your energy, Daemon," she said calmly, her hand glowing with a soft green light. "I couldn't let you die here."
Daemon let out a weak chuckle, though his breath was labored, and his body trembled with exhaustion. "I didn't mean for you to come. I could've handled this."
Omhina raised an eyebrow, her gaze sharp. "You handled it so well that you let yourself get nearly killed."