Elio, alongside Lucien, Selene, and the others, gathered around the bodies of Raelar and Varick. The air was heavy with sorrow, the silence broken only by the occasional muffled sob.
"I never thought it would end like this," Lucien murmured, his voice cracking with emotion. "Raelar was always the most prudent among us. And my nephew…"
Selene nodded, silent tears streaming down her cheeks. The weight of their loss was palpable, hanging over them like a shroud.
Elio knelt beside Varick's body, remorse etched deep in his features. "I'm sorry," he whispered, his words barely audible. "Thank you for saving my family."
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Meanwhile, in the families' building...
Fathoran burst into the building, his breath ragged and eyes blazing with fury. The most loyal guards greeted him with looks of confusion and fear.