XXI: Death
The skull went up in flames, so did the Fuhrer Bradley. Roy watched in amazement as the corpse was reduced to mere ashes. br
He sighed and slumped against a wall. What a night. Then he remembered Kimbley.
He rushed around Central, ignoring the pain shooting through his body. He looked around for any sign of the chimera, but no luck. He frowned and headed to his apartment. No use looking anymore it was almost dark and the poor chimera was probably already dead.
Could he possibly cope without the wolf? Would he be able to run an entire country without his pet there to comfort him? He honestly wasn't sure.