Demon's body fell on the ground lifeless after drinking the poison. Little Devil was on his feet instantly rushing towards him. It felt like his heartbeat had stopped as Demon drank that if that was even possible. But it was feeling just as real and no more a game.
Little Devil took Demon's head and put it in his lap, not knowing what else to do. One look at the light with the voice, and it was gone. Leaving him alone with the despair of not able to do anything at all.
He didn't recall how long he was holding the body, as the sky had changed the color, from blue to orange, to red and then to black, the stars had descended across the hull as fireflies but he didn't move.
He was too scared to leave Demon there. Even if they lose, he didn't care about it. No one should be left alone. He slowly brushed Demon's hair, hoping he would get up any time now.
