"What?" Ted coughed out some splatter of blood from his mouth, the spilled blood smudging the shirt he wore.
He was startled, and so was Denzel. Ted turned to look below him at Leia, who had that sneer showing up by the side of her lips.
"Leia... What's... going on?" Ted asked, taking a glimpse at his shirt, using the back of his hands to wipe the blood from his lips, but it just kept coming out. Leia pulled out the pocket knife she had used to stab Ted's back, where his heart was positioned.
Ted could feel that his heart wasn't beating how it was normally meant to. Just as Leia pulled it out, he dropped to the ground.
Denzel ran towards him, grabbing him just before he landed on the ground.
"Leia, why did you kill him? I thought you were to protect him?" Denzel wasn't as stunned as he was expected to be. Ted looked at him for a moment and saw that Denzel didn't actually care much.
