Meanwhile…
Dexter was lying motionless on the ground. His vision was blurry, but he kept his focus on the trinket that was thrown away. He crawled his hand, trying to reach the trinket Aries gave him, telling him it would protect him.
But with his current state, bleeding heavily after fighting multiple people nonstop, the thought of this protection didn't cross his mind. He just didn't want to lose the gift he got from his sister. However, as Dexter tried to reach it, he caught a pair of dirty shoes that seemed to have stepped into a shallow pool of blood.
'No,' he whispered, seeing the figure squat down to pick up the trinket. 'That's mine.'
Dexter felt the person's gaze on him. He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the person, but all he saw was the person's smile that gave off this slight annoyance in his weakening heart.
