Rama's stomach churned at the display of the devil's brutality and lack of remorse, her lashes quivered in disbelief at what she had just witnessed. If not that she was bound in a static motion, she would have slumped down on the floor as she was utterly weakened to the marrow of her bone.
Her mind melted and she suddenly became frozen with shock, unable to react, unable to scream till her windpipes exploded, she just stayed silent as she watched the light in Malika's beautiful eyes go out, like lit candles that had been snuffed out by a wicked wind.
Her chest contracted painfully as she watched Malika's decapitated body slump limply on the floor while blood sprayed out of her neck to bathe the ground with a crimson shade.
