Meyhymn's Point Of View
"My Gods his room is totally wrecked! Did he do this?" I asked Bellamy.
We were currently carrying Ferdinand to his bed. I couldn't believe how fast he had disappeared while I was loading the dart gun. He had asked me how effective I thought the darts would be, and I told him that after seeing him take on the government tranquilizers I didn't have much hope for the homemade ones.
Bellamy had put his all into making those tranquilizing darts however, and I was glad to know that 10 of them could still get the job done, unfortunately, it was still frightening to know that he could still withstand nine of them.
Tristan had looked distraught and nearly heartbroken at the sight of him collapsing. I felt bad for him but it had to be done, because I never go back on my promises, and I promised Ferdinand that I wouldn't let him hurt Tristan unintentionally or otherwise.
