Leva ran for quite a while. While descending in a gentle valley, she finally met Lara, who was carrying Anne's body.
"Anne!!!" Leva screamed desperately.
Lara -- already in tears -- lowered Anne to the ground.
Leva dropped her pickaxe and knelt beside the little sister.
"A-anne?" Leva patted Anne's cheek lightly, but of course, the little sister didn't respond. "Please, answer me."
Anne still had her eyes closed, not giving an answer.
Lara staggered back a few steps, then fell to her knees, staring at the sisters.
With her breath starting to get out of control, Leva looked all over Anne's bloodied body. When her eyes fell on the missing left hand of her little sister, the woman gasped.
"No ... No .... Please, no ...." Leva shook her head as her eyes filled with tears. "Arrrrrgggghhhh!!!"
Leva's screams were louder and more heartbreaking.
Just a few hours ago, they were still hugging and saying goodbye to each other.