Lissana laid down her father's body on the ground and took the dagger she carried at her waist. She would kill the dark king with her father's dagger. She would die by his weapon just as he had died by his.
Pain and rage flooded her; she only wished to destroy him, reduce him to ashes, to dust. Lissana stood up and looked at her father one last time.
Then Cassiel screamed.
Lissana looked at him. Cassiel lay on the ground, just five or six meters away from her father. His wings were broken in several places. Blood dripped as a bone protruded from his thigh.
Cira positioned herself in front of him to prevent the dark king from ending his life. At that moment, Lissana realized the dark king wasn't weak; it was just that together, the three of them were stronger than when apart, but she ha
