I dashed down before Braun could react. In an instant, I was standing before him, my back to his crumpling form as silence engulfed the cave.
My dagger hung by my side, its blade glistening with fresh blood that dripped rhythmically to the ground. Behind me, Braun's body shuddered, his severed head tipping forward. It hit the rocky floor with a *thud*, followed moments later by his lifeless body collapsing in a heavy heap.
The silence that came after was deep.
With a flick of my wrist, I raised the dagger and shook it to the right, the blood splattering against the ground. The blade shimmered faintly before vanishing into nothingness.
Serina lowered her hands, her outstretched fingers trembling as the energy dissipated from her. Her eyes locked onto Braun's lifeless form, a flicker of guilt and sorrow clouding her gaze.
