Alex watched the scene unfold before him as it was a part of some kind of horror play. The darkness that overtook everything, the sounds and the blood. Just three people could make such horrible noises while they were dying. Theseus appeared first, grabbing the man that had him pinned to the ground by his back and throwing him to a tree. He coughed and stood up with difficulty only to see a shadow, shaped like a sharp knife traveling towards him. In just a second he was dead, his head falling off his neck, landing on the ground like a ball and Alex felt his breakfast travel all the way up.