Caison found Ralf sitting near a freshly closed-up grave just starring out in front of him. He went to sit next to him placing his hand onto Ralf's shoulder.
“Who’s buried here,” he asked softly.
Caison’s thoughts run wild and he thought that it might be Scarlett judging by the sad expression Ralf had on his face
“Lana.”
“Lana… what happened to her?” he asked relieved that it wasn’t Scarlet but also surprised that it was Lana. She didn’t look like one who’d get killed easily.
“She jumped in front of me when Scarlet charged straight towards me and caught her by the throat. Scarlett ripped her head from her body… right in front of my eyes.” Ralf said still shocked by the image playing out in his head.
Caison placed his arms around Ralf and hugged him.
“She must’ve loved you to be abl
