Shared hatred

"Sley… Sley… wake up… SLEY! Don't joke with me now… I said wake up!" Wide-eyed, Ellie vigorously shook the bloodied and lifeless body of Masely.

"Please… please, you can't die… I order you to get up!" Ellie, her words breaking into sobs, stared at the unresponsive body of one of the very few people she could truly call a friend. "Please… I… I beg you…" She cradled her head and bit her lip until blood dripped out. "Don't leave… don't…"

Sprawled about were what Amael would most definitely describe as ryquins—about five of them—but they were all dead.

"KRESHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

A screech reached her ears, and she turned to find another of those creatures—the very one responsible for all this. The very creature that had led to the death of her dear friend.

"You… I will kill you… I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU!" she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks as a bow, seemingly carved from a branch, materialized in her palm.