Miguel was terrified by what he saw, an initial fear for his life turning into a fear for every human on this planet in front of such formidable powers.
When the pigtail girl was finally dead, he saw Paige pass out instantly.
Now, he had a good view of the corpse, and the couple, one bloody one looking as if sleeping.
"Is...is it over?" Natasha asked shakily.
"It is." Miguel answered her.
"They...they won?" She was curled up, full of tears, with the wine bottle still in her hand. The headache nearly killed her, either from the drinking, from the crying or from the overuse of her eye. Or everything altogether.
