Chapter 191 Victory And Sacrifice

• Dawn broke over the ruins of the eastern wing. In the pale light, the destruction looked worse than it had during the battle. Scorched stone, collapsed walls, blood staining the courtyard in patterns that would take weeks to scrub clean.
• Seven dead. Forty-three wounded. And one victory that tasted like ash.
• "Drink this." Darius pressed a canteen into my hands. Water, not blood or potions or any of the enhancers some wolves used after battle. Just water.