Aria could now see Blackwood pull the reins of the horse as he fled, leaving some men behind. Anger boiled within her and she could feel a lump form under her throat. Was he going to slip away, just like that. Her gaze landed on her fellow Avonese who were now blocking their way. This guy had really turned them against their fellow citizens. But as good as she wanted to be, she couldn't let Blackwood escape, and they were the only thing that stood on her way.
Leon on the other hand felt his heart harden and something painful and regrettable surge within him. His gaze shifted to the man who knelt on the ground, a sword grazing through his abdomen and a bitter feeling came on his face. What if it was her? He couldn't even forgive himself if she died. He clenched his fists at the thought, so hard that his knuckles turned white from the impact. He needed to save him before it was too late.
