Nothing else was left behind... just a trail of blood spluttered everywhere and a dead body...
Our sweet little Blake...
My gaze darted once again towards her lifeless, bloodied form, a heavy pang of pain striking in my chest once again as I watched my dear Erick now suffering in silence, his bloodshot eyes intensely staring down at her deathly pale features, gingerly caressing her cheek with the back of his hand.
This is all my fault...
I have acted so immature...
Instead of throwing harsh words at her, I should've protected her...
Damn... I should've-
The words suddenly died in my mind as I heard the soft flapping of wings whooshing through the air and the moment I looked up, Raphael's pure white wings gracefully moved at his sides as he slowly descended from the dark, crimson sky, his gaze trained on the horror scene beneath him.