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He just cried out in pain caused by the sharp and large teeth of the shadow. He could not name the pain that was lingering in his body.

He could barely breathe when the shadow released him. He just fell on the dirty floor.

If he thinks that's where the pain ends, he is mistaken.

Since the pain of his wound had not yet subsided, the shadow returned to its place.

He couldn't even lie down without it suddenly pulling out his eyes. She screamed in pain again.

Moments later, he just felt the sudden lift of his body. He couldn't figure out if someone had lifted him or if he was just floating in the air. He could not understand because he could no longer see. He no longer had eyes.

He kept screaming until the blood came out of his mouth.

He could only feel the piercing of iron bars and a few sharp chunks of wood on various parts of his body.

An accented scream was the last thing to come out of his mouth before he gradually stopped breathing.

And that's where he was killed.

"Abi."

The tremor could be heard in my voice.

I felt a mixture of shock and nervousness.

The sigh and sob were replaced by screaming accents from Francine, Lily and Macey.

Chren was just a statue in his position as his eyes widened just staring at our friend's body.

Lily, on the other hand, remained where she was, her forehead furrowed.

"Abi!" Francine burst into tears.

Weakly she approached his friend.

She knelt beside Abi's body and tearfully held out his hand.

I averted my eyes to stop my tears from flowing.

What the hell is happening?

I can see Francine's shoulders shaking as she cried her out loud while holding her friend's cold hands.

All I can do is to stare at her. I can't even utter the right words that I wanna say to at least calm her down. But who'd calm down after seeing her friend soaked with blood?

Unmoving.

And yes, dead.

Even I would cry out in tears if any of my companions were to be witnessed to die right in front of me.

Knock on wood.

Francine just sat there crying.

She laid her head between the knees and there wept even louder.

It was Camilla who dared to approach them to greet them.

He was currently caressing Francine's back when I heard heavy footsteps approaching us.

It seems that I was not the only one who heard that because my companions also became alert quickly.

Francine violently wiped away her tears with her own hands. The look of anger on his face did not escape my sight.

She picked up the iron he had previously laid on the floor while crying next to Abi's lifeless body.

I could see how vengeful her eves were.

I averted my eyes to prevent a series of tears from flowing from my watery eyes.

We were also in that position for a few minutes until a presence was felt again.

Where that is we are not sure.

I immediately became alert.

I held Macey's hand tightly.

I glanced at Francine who was still kneeling next to her friend's lifeless body.

I thought he would just stay there and just ignore whatever presence we were currently feeling.

But I was wrong.