In the Silence
Gwen stood over the blood-drained man on the dead-littered battlefield. In the silence that comes after carnage, Gwen screamed out her hurt, rage, and sorrow for the dear life taken as her body swayed in anguish. Clawed fingers clutched at wild hair and an indifferent breeze ruffled pieces of her tattered clothes. She'd meant to keep him safe. She'd followed him into battle to keep him unscathed. Her only consolation was that she'd struck down the one who'd given the killing blow. Unwilling to contain her deepening grief, Gwen raised her face to the sky and cried his name. LEON!
Prompt #111: Battle