Cecil was dashing towards Hana from behind, still dragging a quiet Zasiok along. That was until she noticed Hana swaying unsteadily.
"Hana!" Cecil exclaimed, panicked, sprinting forward to catch Hana before she fell to the ground.
Xue stepped in beside Cecil, and she glanced up, seeing his concerned frown.
"Hana." Xue whispered out, his voice anxious.
She was unconscious, motionless.
Zasiok observed Hana in concern as well. "We need to bring her to a healer, quickly."
Cecil glanced around, her eyes widening as she absorbed the grisly scene. She also noted the blood stains on Xue's face, along with his shirt.
The soldiers seemed terrified of approaching Xue, despite the king himself shouting orders to them. They surrounded the four of them in a circle, but none of them daring to take a step forward.
Cecil cursed inwardly, she could guess what occurred.
"Xue, did you...kill right in front of Hana?" Cecil questioned.