Go; if I don’t return, you have to go.
Blood scattered around the city. The Beings and Rules brought war – the death of the rulers was the civilians’ target.
Four hours had passed after Royce and Leo went out to search for Royce’s brother. My hands shook as I waited in a tattered house – still wearing my gears and guns.
I hated that the last words of Royce were my only hold; I hated hoping.
Loud thuds alarmed me. The door opened and Leo entered alone; his body covered with blood.
My breaths went ragged.
Gunshots rang outside.
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