The blinding headlights cut through the still night as a convoy of armored military trucks rolled in one after another.

"General, are you alright?" Leslie, ignoring her own wounds, rushed to Luna with tears in her eyes.

Luna brushed back her slightly messy hair and shook her head. "I'm fine. What about your injuries?"

Leslie wiped away her tears. "I'm okay. Andrew bandaged me up earlier. Plus, he gave me some kind of pill that worked really well."

A medic chimed in. "Sounds like an eighth-grade Health-Restoration Pill. Those are extremely rare. But the effects are nothing short of miraculous."

Leslie looked shocked. "An eighth-grade divine pill? He just gave that to me?"

Luna felt a warmth spread through her chest. Due to the entire situation with Valerie, she had always had mixed feelings about Andrew. But from what she was seeing now, the man had not changed at all.

This was the person she had always known, someone whose light never stopped shining on those around him.