Luca's POV
In this chilling moment, the stark reality unfolds in an open, dusty field bathed in red sand. Hannah's gaze pierces through me, surrounded by the very hunters who had corralled us in a room earlier. Her once-crazed deathly stare now reveals vulnerability, exposing the rapid beat of her heart, nervous perspiration on her forehead, and the subtle quiver of her lips.
The hunters, the same ominous figures, circle us again. Despite the intense stare in Hannah's eyes, I'm unnerved by the glimpse beneath her armor, sensing her terror. It's not clear if it's fear of me or fear for me, but it's unmistakable—she doesn't want to go through with this.
"I must end you, or they'll end Tyrell and Sheilah. I don't want to harm you," she mutters through clenched teeth.
"Hurt him!" The hunte
