Bella lowered her hand, and heaved a sigh. The destruction of Stronglord created strong emotions within her. It was perhaps the first place she could call ''home'' even though it was only in her fantasies. Now, she destroyed her fantasies alongside Isaac.
''Goodbye Wraith...'' She murmured, then turned around to leave. She expected the white-haired man to have died. Her heart wrenched, like someone had impaled it with a knife, then twisted it around like a twisted sadist.
Bang! Out of nowhere, a bleeding hole appeared in her chest, gushing with blood. A blood-stained bullet flew into the faraway distance. She turned around, and saw Isaac standing by the hole, his clothes in rags. The trousers he wore were torn, revealing his long, well-toned legs.