There it was. Blood was trickling out of Arcus's body. There she lay, limp. Everybody had lost hope. The world was just one big nightmare. Flosi collapsed, her tears spilling onto Arcus's corpse. She had been slaughtered. And Flosi had an idea who had committed the crime. She had a feeling it was him. The Fourth Supreme. She wasn't quite sure how he had survived, but he must have. So now thanks to her messy job, her best friend is dead. She knew it would have to happen sometime. Death is inevitable. But it wasn't meant to happen like this.
"PARTUMAS, WHY AREN'T YOU HEALING HER?" Flosi's sadness turned to anger, why couldn't he save her?
"I'm sorry, but I'm not strong enough." Partumas said sadly.
"YOU'RE THE FIRST FUDGING SUPREME, YOU CAN REVIVE HER!" Flosi shouted.
"No I can't, the injury is to great, he took care to lop of the head and limbs, and take out the heart. If I revived her, she would instantly die, for she has no heart or head, that would just be torturing her." Partumas responded, still calm.
"YOU DON'T HAVE A FUDGING HEART, OF COURSE YOU CAN YOU LITTLE BITCH!" She screamed, not controlling her anger.
"No, I can't."
Partumas said this all without a single tear falling, this enraged Flosi even more.
"YOU DON'T CARE, YOU AREN'T EVEN CRYING, YOU HAVEN'T SHED A FUDGING TEAR!"
By now tears were streaming down her face, and she didn't care that her hair was matted, that she was only wearing bra and underwear that smelled like barf, all she cared about was that her best friend was dead. Flosi brought her sword up, then ran at Partumas. She slashed nonstop, the plants around her grew at super speed, then attempted to wrap around Partumas's neck. Partumas calmly slashed away the plants, while still managing to block her sword. She was covered in tears, and her heart was filled with rage.