Sirius is Serious

After standing there for a moment, he took a step forward, and as he did–he blinked. 

Once again, that minimal, mostly unnoticed action was once again noticed drastically as he paused for a moment. 

He slowly looked down, seeing that the lifeless body at his feet wasn't one clad in obscuring, dark robes. 

They were dressed in cobalt armor. 

It was unmistakable; paired with the illustrious, black locks, he saw the pale, deathly expression of Adelheid, contorted by her rigged, contorted neck. 

He immediately looked at his hands that had done the deed, then looked to the side, seeing the braided-haired man embedded in the brick wall to the left, blood spilling from seemingly every pore of his body.