The cold blade fell from Prism's grasp, the metal clanging upon its impact on the tiled floor. The metallic liquid that coated the silver blade and painted it red splashed on the ground. At the same time it fell, Yue's body fell off the bed and onto the ground beside the sharp object.
"Yue!"
Prism froze midway in her attempt to catch her brother, noticing her hands shaking. What if I hurt him again? She thought with a shiver, and so the dark-haired girl, despite her unwillingness to stay idle, let the others assist Yue up from the floor.
"I'm fine, the wound is not deep," Yue reassured his friends with a dismissive wave, although none of them bought his excuse. But upon further inspection, they all realized he was right, but that did not make them less worried.
The pain was something t
