"GALA!"
Alvaro yelled; his gruff and tensed voice thundered throughout the whole tower when he saw Gala lying unconscious, bathed in her own blood.
Fits of rage rose in his heart when he saw the prince tracing her back with a small knife. A sardonic smile plastered on his face had fueled his anger.
"Get away from her!" He yelled as he dove swiftly in the prince's direction.
It was too late for the prince to realize what was coming towards him, and too late for him to evade Alvaro's whole body hurtling in his direction.
Alvaro headlocked the prince before he pushed his body away from Gala, along with his body. Their pinned bodies rolled to the floor until they crashed into the stacked-up books.
