“Aldrik, how do I save him?” she asked, tears staining her soot-covered cheeks. “Vhalla,” he said faintly, taking a step closer. “How do I save him?” She rubbed her nose with the back of her hand. “You can’t do that.” There was a sorrowful kindness under each word. “I saved you.” She took a shaky breath. “How do I save him?” “It doesn’t work that way.” He knelt down next to her, putting a hand on her back. “You can’t fix this.”