"Miss Lacey, are you okay?" Dilbert Walker hurriedly helped Ella Lacey up, seeing her eyes brimming with blood-red tears and felt a surge of heartache, finding his own eyes getting wet.
Marcus Moore stood by her other side, his hands firmly holding her, comforting her in hushed whispers, "Ella, it's not the end for Arthur yet, you need to stay strong, do you understand?"
But Alexander Stuart abruptly hit them with a colossal blow, trembling in despair, "It's...it's useless…His time has come…Arthur..."
The remaining words, he simply couldn't bear to mouth them, his trickling tears divulging everything.
"No!"
Ella Lacey screamed, frantically pulling free and collapsed by Arthur Lindsey's side, wailing inconsolably, "No! You can't just leave like this! You promised to stay with me until the end... you promised..."
However, Arthur had no response—like he had fallen into a deep sleep.
His eyelids tightly shut.
His hands and feet ice-cold.
His breathing, barely noticeable.
