"Are you ok? I can feel it through our bond what's wrong?" Claira slowly sat up with Diego's help as he rubbed a hand down his face. But he didn't speak, he just looked out at the floor while thoughts rattled around in his head. "Diego?" she lifted a hand to caress the side of his cheek but nothing happened, he was still looking out past her almost like he wasn't even seeing her.
Claira stood up now and took in the room fully around her, there were 3 bodies laying on the floor around them one had a large whole set in the middle of his chest, blonde hair now soaked in blood she couldn't see his face just the hair. He had been the one to slice her stomach open like a roasted chicken. She looked back to Diego then at his hands, then back down to the dead body.
