General Carlos burst through the flames to the only place that didn't look burned or damaged at all. He got off his horse and went inside.
In front of him was the Lotus House.
As soon as the general stepped inside, he found that the house was not as hot as it was outside in the Hydra flames, but cold as it was surrounded by ice. His feet stepped on the red liquid that was pouring out from the top of the stairs.
Its blood.
As soon as Carlos stepped into the curtain-covered hall, he found no one there, the bed in a mess, the blankets torn, and the goose down stuffing the pillows scattered on the floor.
Carlos didn't want to think anything was wrong, so he went up to the second floor carefully. The more it rose, the more blood flowed down like a river.
