Horror filled him. Horror and pure, unadulterated anger. Pained, anguished tears filled his eyes as he let out a strangled cry.
In a matter of seconds, the room was crowded.
Upon seeing the bloody, broken body of his lover, the newcomers immediately attacked with an unfathomable anger, a thirst for blood. He fought with them, attacking those who dared to block his way.
His one red eye shone with malice.
The attackers screamed in fear and pain.
"Kufufu…How dare you. How dare you."
As the last of the white-clothed men fell, he dropped to his knees in front of his lover, cradling the brunette lovingly. Silent tears escaped him.
He faintly registered the pained tears coming from his companions as he placed a kiss onto his Sky's lips.
"The Millefiore will fall for what they have done to you, my dear Tsunayoshi."
The Sky has fallen. The Mist is in mourning.
