LISE
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Lise didn't even hear the last few words uttered by the bastard as her eyes trained themselves solely on the forming pool of blood dripping from her brother's mouth. Her heart sank even further as seconds felt like minutes in her mind; worry, grief, logic, and rage all boiling down to an unholy and distilled concoction of a maelstrom. Two words echoed themselves repeatedly in her mind despite her better half urging her that it wasn't the case, that she was merely overreacting and that there was no way that it could ever happen...
'He's dead... He's dead... He's dead... He's dead...'
It was irrational. She knew that it wasn't the case, but her heart screamed at her in grief and anger.
*CLANG!*
With a speed of a berserking demon, Lise managed to close the gap between her and the gigantic man in a single instant, her arms buckling as she swung her sword with all her might.
"YOU KILLED HIM! YOU FVCKING KILLED HIM!"
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