Chapitre 450: The War Begins (End)

Spurt!

Blood churned out of August's mouth as he held onto the grey short sword piercing his chest. Trying his best to pull it out of his chest, he noticed how weak he had become. He couldn't muster up Mana any longer, which means his Magic Circles were already destroyed. It was shocking for him, yet his shock didn't last long since he knew he was going to die.

Thud!

He dropped to his knees. His blood splattered to the ground, tainting it with red. Looking at the drop of blood that was slowly falling to the ground made him think about his choices. He was presented with two major choices in the past: perish with his brother or betray his brother to prosper. He chose the latter and he wondered now if that was a good choice.

He knew he regretted the decision as soon as he made it, yet he only felt that it would be good if he could turn back time at this moment. He was only made aware of how much he wanted to right the wrong when he was already in front of the death's door.