[UNAR]
For eighteen hours, Unar and Zuhair watched as the misfits butchered each other. And unlike Zuhair who had somehow grown uncomfortable watching her people die in each other's hands, Unar was eating while watching.
He loved the sight and wished that his mate was here to see the bastards slaughter each other. But then just like everything with a beginning, there came the final warrior standing, or rather, the last psycho standing.
Expectedly, it was Bukhari, the woman who had long served Zhair and one who believed that Zuhair was fighting for a better cause.
Bukhari was torn, she looked like she was a few seconds from collapsing, but then her king hadn't given her the next order.
The sight behind and before Bukhari was sickening. The fact that she had fought her friends and even the people she had grown up with, made her feel like she wanted to puke her guts out.
