Jayden POV
The wolf mask concealed long black hair, and their gender remained ambiguous until they spoke, "How dare you kill my sister!" the voice echoed in anger.
"Brother... Is that you? Please kill me," she pleaded, writhing in pain and tears streaming down her face. Her body resembled a gruesome pile of diced meat.
"Charlotte!" he knelt in front of his sister's remains, cradling her head. His voice quivered as he asked, "What should I do to ease your pain? How do I end you when you're like this?"
"Brother... Brother... Hurt... Help," her response was a desperate plea.
The wolf mask turned towards me, his emotions hidden. "You! How could you make her suffer like this? Are you even human?" he shouted at me.
I nodded, failing to grasp his question. We shared the same biological essence; why the need for such inquiries?
"You can end her pain by destroying her heart," I calmly pointed to the still-beating organ.
