94 Lost

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_Fleur's Perspective -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

"Tomoe!" My voice trails off in a distance, dubious to believe the bloodshed scattered on the ground.

Standing across the puddle of blood is the sliding front door, which was now broken into puzzle pieces similar to a jigsaw. The concrete gate that was supposed to be reinforced with sturdy materials, which we've brought in from the first floor, was presently all for naught after witnessing the havoc image at my fore.

My palms began to sweat, itching to be freed from my dwelling anger inside of me. I narrowed my eyes and perceive a shadowy tail lurking inside the thick smog as it crawls itself closer inside the room. 

"Shadow Lizard" I mumbled, as I tiptoed my way inside the passage, unseen from its trail.