Unbeknownst to Ben and Declan, Serana was still alive.
Taken by rage, Serana rose from her "grave" and rushed Declan from behind. He'd turned to face her and wound up with a blade in his gut and his eyes locked on hers. In a flash he'd fallen and died on the spot, leaving Ben in shock and Serana weak.
"You're safe now, Ben," Serana murmured, limping over to him with a hand on her chest. "He can't do anything more."
"I know who you are," Ben whispered, his light blue eyes lit with concern. "I've known all along that it was you, Rana."
"I don't understand. How did you-?"
"The way you fought in that bar a few weeks back was a dead giveaway."
"I guess I shouldn't hide it any longer."
"You shouldn't have to hide it from me. I don't think any different of you even though you killed somebody in front of me."
"I'm done hiding it, too!" Shadowstep called out, limping towards Serana and Ben and pulled off his mask.
"Evan?" Ben replied, his jaw dropping in shock.
"Yeah. I hope you can trust me now that you know the truth."
"I trust both of you. Come on, let's get out of here."
With his last words hanging in the air, Ben limped out of the warehouse with Serana and Evan, promising himself that he would forget what he'd seen. Serana, on the other hand, hoped that Ben could trust her despite her profession and that she'd never have to kill in front of him again.