Blood keep dripping slowly from Gilbert’s leg, staining the dusty floor. His groans echoed through the large, dim warehouse. Damien stood over him, silent, his eyes cold and unreadable.With one last glance at Gilbert, Damien turned away and walked toward Lyriel, who sat tied to a chair in the corner. Her hair was messy, her face pale."It’s okay now," he said quietly, kneeling beside her. His hands moved quickly as he untied the ropes cutting into her wrists.When the last knot came loose, he slid one arm under her knees and the other around her shoulders, lifting her easily into his arms. She gasped softly, leaning into him as tears filled her eyes.Damien turned to Nicolas, who stood a few feet away watching silently."You know what to do, right?" Damien asked and Nicolas nodded once. Gilbert’s head shot up. "W–what are you doing?" he stammered, trying to crawl backward. "Nicolas, don’t do this… you’ll regret it!"Damien’s cold eyes met his for a brief moment, then without another
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