Istan!
The hybrid could only close his eyes upon seeing the sword descending towards his head. A trace of tears formed at the corner of his eyes as he waited for his demise.
However, a minute had already passed but he could still feel that he's still alive. It was then at that moment that he heard a doubtful and familiar voice.
"Istan?!"
Jellan could not help but yell in surprise as he saw the pale face of the hybrid that he was just about to kill, she is already a hundred percent sure that the hybrid in front of her was someone he knew before the apocalypse.
There were a lot of black and blue bruises on the surface of the hybrid's face.
The hybrid opened his eyes and stared at Jellan after hearing her scream. And when he recognized who it was, his face started to contort as he burst into tears while his hands reached to hug Jellan for comfort. "Si-sister Jellan!"