The sight was terrible enough, but it was the smell that was impossible for Silvia to bear. The brutal slaughter left behind a lasting red breeze in the area; the smell of blood and entrails had completely overwhelmed any natural scent the forest had in the past.
Silvia was more or less used to Desmond's violent means; however, on this occasion, Silvia required all her willpower not to vomit. Pale and disgusted, Silvia turned to her friend Claire for help. To Silvia's surprise, Claire seemed quite indifferent to the display of violence and gore, something quite strange considering how Claire had reacted after the massacre she carried out.
Unbeknownst to Silvia, Claire was, in a way, just as crazy as Revna. Claire might feel guilt, remorse, and disgust for her actions, but when it came to Desmond, her moral compass took a hundred and eighty-degree turn.
