Side Story 4.52 - Battle Over, Petty War Continues

Jhoanna’s POV  

The battle was over. 

For the first time since the chaos erupted, silence settled over the battlefield—not the tense kind that comes before an attack, but the bone-deep exhaustion of warriors who had fought and survived.

I could barely stand. The combination of magic use, shifting, and fighting had drained every last ounce of my strength. Every muscle ached, and I was sure I had bruises in places I didn’t even know could bruise.

Hans was just as wrecked, standing beside me with blood—some his, some not—streaked across his face. His breathing heavy as he looked around, making sure that everyone’s safe.

Yet despite looking like he had been personally chewed up and spat out by fate itself, he was still standing tall, shoulders squared like he was ready to