The underground prison,
The knights were all knocked out by the two escapees, Marinette grabbed one of the sharp and light swords. When she looked at herself in the sword, the guilt and the negative emotion kept coming to her.
The laughing sound of the village turned to the crying and begging in just a day...she had no time to mourn.
"Marinette, you go first. I'll stay here for a bit." she turned back to the one behind her who looked at the dead knights he and Marinette killed.
The person who was even more miserable than her was him and yet, he still looked calm with the sadness in his eyes.
"I'll wait for you outside, come out quick then." she left him there, and many minutes later, he came out but even more sadness was displayed in the eyes Marinette saw.
He smiled at her and put his hand on her shoulder, "Let's do what we need to do."
She nodded responding to him.
