Lukas walked up to Axel and Oak, who both had dire looks on their faces, Oak more so than Axel. None of the fallen Fortissimo members had been bandaged up or cared for in the slightest, not a single one.
"What–" Lukas attempted to say.
"They're dead," Axel said bluntly. "There's no way around it, they're dead. There wasn't a way we could've saved them either. Some of them are still warm, but at least they won't become ghouls."
Lukas felt something stir in him as he saw the still bodies littered about. He hadn't thought of it at all.
He swallowed the thoughts and the bubbling tension in his throat before taking a deep and stifled breath.
"...I see..." He whispered so softly it could be mistaken for the wind.
