"No." He whispered, choking down on his gasps for air. He felt for his scar, hoping it wasn't true. Hoping that God wouldn't have deceived him so cruelly this time again.
It was true, however. The crimson scar imprinted on her once flawless skin was evident, angrily staring Allen down with condescension.
Antagonizingly, the scar activated as Akuma approached. The build of Allen's tears falling abruptly.
"No!" he struggled to yell, Lenalee's pupil expanding red into rings, transparent gears appearing before her eye widening it out of shock, fear...regret...
...heartache...
A heartwrenching, underestimated truth, she wanted to completely understand.
