"Stay back, please. I have a little sister with me." I knew I was lying, but technically, it wasn't far from the truth.
Match was my sister. I saw her that way from the time we had met. But the little girl can never replace Clementine. She can only live on the sides, beside my heart.
"I had a friend, and I treated him as my brother. Did your kind grace us with your mercy?" The warrior asked while pointing his sword in front of my face. Mer shook his face. He was fifty centimetres away from me. "No. They killed him. Just like you, my friends were powerless. But they killed them."
Without adding more to his statement, the warrior leapt from the rock. He landed in front of the five players and readied his sword. He was the group's leader, so the brawny man had to command them to kill me; an innocent bystander.
The players surrounding him also had their eyes on me. They shared the same expression as mine.
