Enjoy your day guys.
Fu-Shik fell inside the sand as he was running, slipped to his brother. He carried Won-Shik on his embraced with blood rushing out from his hand. Won-Shik's skin tone had changed. He had been pilling.
The shooting of the arrow had stopped by those black clothed men, and no traces of them again. Since they had achieved their mission, they had disappeared into air.
"Brother! Brother!! Let's carry you up and take you to the palace. You will be fine---"
"FU-SHIK!" Won-Shik interrupted him by calling his name. Won-Shik's eyes had been dimming. His sight wasn't clear anymore. He was looking at Fu-Shik with blurred vision.
"I KNOW YOURE INTO PRINCESS. YOU LIKE HER AS WELL" Won-Shik took a breath. The deep pain he was feeling was breaking his words, and affected his heart.
