The huge doors in the castle's top most floor opened with a creak. Smoke drifted up from the first floor and Alexander was on his way up, climbing the stairs leisurely. The first floor was already on fire.
Xavier was sitting on the window sill, looking outside into the darkness when Alexander stepped into the room.
"I'm surprised you didn't escape, Xavier," Alexander said. Alex looked disheveled, his clothes were shredded and his whole body was covered with nothing but blood. His hand was on the door's frame like he was supporting himself.
Xavier finally looked at him. "Oh well, now that you're going to die, I don't really have a purpose anymore. All I wanted was to take revenge on you, Alex. That was what kept me going until now, I guess." he replied, his eyes calm. "My only regret is that… I should have killed Abigail instead of you," he added, causing Alex to chuckle like the devil.
