"He . . . save me . . ."
Rozaria frowned. At first, she didn't know what the girl was mumbling until she followed where she was pointing.
At a distance, there was another dead body for she knew, based on the color of the jacket, was Henry.
She hesitated before she walked towards the man after she made sure that Maxine was alright.
Mustering her strength, she rolled the heavy man's body, and his pale, bloody face stumbled her view. There was a gruesome cut running on his forehead, crossing to his nose until the side of his lips.
Glancing over, she saw some protruding rocks meters from where she was. No wonder everyone besides her and Shura was dead. They must have bumped against the sharp rocks and died. And she would be too if she had been blown a few meters more. She bet the only reason why Maxine was alive because Henry protected her.
