Mateo's shoulders moved up and down to catch his breath, his heartbeat trembling as the once peaceful village turned into a sea of death. People who had been laughing were now flooded with tears, mourning the bodies lying on the ground. They didn't know that those people weren't really dead.
One thing that made Mateo upset was himself. His body was now covered in bloodstains and sword cuts in several places. He had participated in the massacre committed by Ryan.
Mateo really didn't have a choice to go back or stay silent, the only thing was to go forward following those people. How he would end up, he did not know and could not guess.
Ryan glanced at Mateo with the corner of his eye, a faint smile on his lips. He managed to bring Mateo into his army and make him look like the others too.
