Yet, despite the grueling battle they fought, they were aware of what had happened near them. The two patriarch's expressions were ashen and dark. Rage was about to overwhelm them as they charged forth, their blades swinging disorderly and crazed.
"Agh! You bastards! You will pay for that, I will kill all of you and feed you to the dogs!" the former playful expression from Aldrich was nowhere to be found. His cry was ear-piercing; he roared and screamed as he thrust and swung his sword towards Dorian.
Pain and agony showed on the faces of both patriarchs; they were the finest of their houses, the elite! And now, they are all dead! 'All those years of effort… gone! Wasted!' Caelum's expression was contorted, and his thoughts were messy and chaotic.
Caelum lunged forward, his blade heading for Liam's neck. "You will not leave this street alive!" he shouted.
