Kendell

Alexa's scream rippled through the air, as my body sagged down by a sudden hit, blood covering the surrounding.

Blood? But I wasn't hit.

I turned back to the smiling face of Hector, a sword still in his hands, blood dripping down its sharp edges.

He frowned as he looked down, my eyes following him, and I was met with Dexter's struck body.

My heart burned, my eyes stung. No, no, it shouldn't have been Dexter. Why?

"No!" A loud scream escaped my lips as I held onto my brother's frame, ...