Van's eyes were wide open as he stared at his newly found companion lifeless on the ground. Gil's eyes were completely white, his body sprawled on the ground without any finesse. Red trails were dripping all over his body.
His lips were also filled with red as his mouth continued to bleed profusely.
"I… see," Van could only shake his head as he lightly tapped Gil and closed his eyes, "It hasn't been long since we met… but may you rest in peace, mister Gil."
"I'm not dead!"
Van quickly moved back as Gil suddenly jumped up from the ground. His chest thumped heavily as he tried to catch his breath. He was actually choking in wine and could not move, but when he saw Van approaching him, he thought he was being saved.
But all Van did was close his spasming eyes… and let him go to the heavens. But for some reason, Van's ridiculous actions seemed to have woken him up from his senses.
"Where… where are my clothes!?"
