For those who were the witness to the events, it all felt like a blur. It was like watching a fireworks display that came so shockingly that it shook the ground, and then ended abruptly.
The members of the An Xin sect were actually feeling somber that night. There were just times when our subconscious just knew something, and yet we chose to ignore it. That twisting feeling in someone's gut that cannot be explained, that heaviness in the air that transferred to your chest and made it hard to breathe…..
Tao felt it the most. He was still alive, but he was still significantly weak. He was being carried by Clementine as they flew all the way from England to the Arctic.
"Let's go back, Clem." He said.
Clementine shook his head. "No. The sacrifice must be made."
