Nyla's screams ripped through the night, desperate and raw, a sound that carried the full trauma of everything she had been through. Her body shook violently in Kiera's arms, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
"AHHHHAHHH....hehhheeeeEEEEEE!!...
Each inhale coming from her was a shaky and frantic thing, each exhale a strangled sob that seemed to tear her apart on an emotional level.
Her eyes...those silver eyes that once held so much life in them, at this moment they were wide and unfocused, darting around the dark forest like she was searching for something that would never come.
She gripped the air where her arm should have been, fingers twitching, as though reaching for something, anything to anchor her.
Kiera held her tighter, drawing her closer to her chest, trying to offer her some sense of comfort in the chaos of Nyla's panic.
"Hey, Nyla... It's okay...it's okay...
She murmured softly, trying to keep her voice steady.
