Like Yue, a fresh wound now decorated Prism's abdomen, but unlike her brother, the stab wound proved to be deep and they had to quickly treat it.
“Don’t mind me, treat Prism’s wound first,” Yue reassured as he dismissed his friends’ worry with a single wave of his fairly large hand. The tall brunette clutched his wounded abdomen and found it messy, but despite that, it did not hurt as much as the first time. He only worried that by the end of the day, Prism would not survive her wound.
They all hesitated for a moment as Leon remained on his knees, kneeling beside Onyx’s body in a pool of blood. Grief filled their hearts but they doubt it could be tantamount to what the redhead might be feeling right now. It was him who had spent a long time together with the dark-haired youth, it was bot
