Lucian stood amidst the aftermath, his breaths shallow and ragged, the weight of what had just happened pressing heavily on his chest. His hands, stained with blood, trembled slightly as he took in the scene the lifeless bodie in front him, the silence broken only by his own heartbeat thundering in his ears. He looked toward Rose, who sat huddled in the corner, eyes squeezed shut, body trembling. She looked small and vulnerable, a stark contrast to the chaotic scene around them.
Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Lucian softened his voice as much as he could. "Rose," he said gently, trying to mask the tension in his voice, "please stay here, don't move. I'll be back in a few moments. I promise, nothing will happen to you. Just… trust me, okay?"
