Samantha's hands flew to her mouth at the incriminating sight she was forced to witness; the blood, the dagger, his unheard cries, and the little piece of the Orb that had been heartlessly shoved into his chest by his evil brothers. They let go of him the minute they were satisfied with their assault, and when Ivan tried to rise up regardless of his critical condition, his limbs gave way, whilst he dropped to the floor as his blood continued to pool around him, unconscious, unmoving.
It looked as if he was… DEAD!