Wysteria POV
I cut through the mist, lurching to where the light was the brightest with lowering screams and cries.
"Mother... father..."
The child on my back muttered while holding the infant. The wounds on her shoulder had mended just fine with a little bit of my help.
As for the infant, thank God that she is unharmed.
Gasp!
The air struck me deadly with its thick metallic scent. Too much blood was spilt with the reapers on the move, claiming souls to the afterlife.
It took all of me to ignore their presence.
Thank God for the night sky and extensive shadow the reaper's feature was shadowed by the existence of others.
I drew in a long breath, solidifying the control over my mind.
Faster! Faster!!!
"HOLD ON TIGHT!" I shouted to the girl as we jumped down a slop. Her grip around
