"Please be alive, Jun, Joy…" Edwin ran as fast as his feet could carry him.
The more he inched closer towards his quarter, the more mangled bodies he came across.
His heart was trying to hold on to the hope that his mother hadn't killed his love and his life. But seeing all those soldiers mercilessly massacred by that witch, he was having a hard time holding on to that hope.
Edwin picked up a loaded crossbow and a sword along the way. "I'm going to kill her this time," he swore to himself that he was going to make his mother pay for what she did.
"Prince Edwin! You shouldn't be here!" When the quarter was in view, he heard a familiar voice.
He darted his eyes around as he ran but didn't see the owner of the voice. "High Priestess? Is that you?"
"Yes." He heard the voice again.
Edwin's heart found a little solace after knowing that the High Priestess was with him. He also heard a few more footsteps coming from behind him.
