The squad rushed to Chanyeol's side, their faces filled with concern. Nana knelt down beside him, her hands shaking as she checked his pulse.

"He's still breathing," she said, relief flooding through her.

But as they tried to lift him up, Chanyeol groaned in pain. It was clear that he needed medical attention, and fast.

They made the decision to evacuate him to a nearby field hospital, and Nana rode with him in the back of the transport vehicle.

As they drove through the forest, Nana couldn't help but think about what had just happened. They had been through hell and back, and yet somehow they had made it out alive. 

Nana couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. The battle was over, and they had emerged victorious. But as she looked at the wounded soldiers all around her in the hospital, she couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness as well for them.

She had lost so much during the war - her family, her home, and even her sense of self. But now, as she looked at the brave soldiers who had risked everything to protect her, she realized that there was still hope.

And then her thoughts turned to TOP. For so long, she had believed that he was the one for her - the strong, confident man who could protect her and make her feel safe. But now, after everything that had happened, she realized that she had lived a fantasy. 

And then her thoughts turned to Chanyeol. For so long, she had believed that he wa