"Ricar… Ricar… Ricar!" Beatrix shouted as she shook his body, but there was no response. She could still feel just remnants of Qi coming off from his body, yet it was continuously fading away. Tears were rolling down her face uncontrollably as they dropped onto Ricar's lifeless body.
She had faced hard times with Ricar, who had always been tough on her. He had guided her in the way of the Light Faction, taking up the responsibility of looking after her when her father and mother had passed fighting against the Demonic Faction.
He had pushed all of her anger down and turned it into a calm peace. The closest man in her life was this one. Maybe he hadn't felt the same way, as Ricar had many disciples and countless others within the clan that he needed to look after.
