Chương 508: Is there Really No Way?!

In the dimly lit tent, the sound of the wind rustled outside, carrying the distant noises of soldiers preparing for another day of battle. 

Das sat on the edge of his bed, shirtless, his chest marked with scars from yesterday's fierce fight. His breath was calm, though his eyes held a quiet storm. 

Across from him sat Princess Amara, her face lit by the soft glow of the oil lamp. The tension between them was palpable.

"Don't compare yourself with them, Das," Princess Amara said, her voice steady. 

"They're like matchsticks, burning themselves out to give a brief glow. Even now, there are millions of soldiers outside, ready to fight, but not one of them is equal to you. You did the unbelievable."

Das's lips curled into a bitter smile as he sat up straighter. "So, you don't have any pity for them? For those who fight, knowing they'll die?" His voice was low but carried a sharp edge as he finally pulled his shirt over his battered body.