The beautiful girls who had touched heaven a moment before when they saw their father, the hero of their dreams, appear to save them; they felt they touched the hell of terror again when they saw half of their father's head fall in front of them...
Fear did not even let them scream, and soon they saw the body of their great hero fall to the side of them, headless and without the ability to get up again...
At the same time, the other hero in their hearts fell to the ground as she raised her hand and opened her mouth, trying to tell them something.
That beautiful lady's lovely face was so haggard and tearful; she looked so full of pain that she was almost unrecognizable. Yet, she was still beautiful.
For both little girls, seeing their great heroes fall like that was more than a nightmare.
How could their parents die? How could those who strived to make them smile every day die?
There is no way they could die!
