Frila sat motionless in front of Xiran, clutching the lifeless body of Carios. Tartered remains of two vampires lay all around her as if someone had shredded them in a fit of rage. Frila's hair, face, clothes and hands were matted with blood and her eyes were blank and lifeless as she clutched Carios to her chest.
Xiran's world turned completely dark, this brought him to his knees, a part of his heart died with Carios as he stared at his lifeless body with teary eyes. Heart-wrenching cries escaped him and all his emotions came tumbling out.
He finally collected himself and with guarded steps, he approached them and lowered himself beside her, she still sat motionless as if had been bound by a death trance.
"Frila....." Xiran softly called out to her and a fresh stream of tears fell from her eyes, she finally turned to face him and an emotional turmoil coursed through Frila's body.
