As The World Falls

Azalea. The hybrid wolf fell limp and crushed me beneath him. My heart was loud against my ribcage and I struggled to breath with a face full of leathery skin of Drakan’s chest. I had shot him. I shot and killed the beast myself. At least, I think I did. The weight on me was limp and lifeless, completely unmoving. It didn’t seem to be breathing either. There was movement on my right and then Dante’s curses danced throughout the room. “What the fuck were you three thinking?” he barked angrily. “You’re supposed to follow my fucking lead!” More curses ensued and Drakan’s weight got shifted off from me and he rolled over to my side. My eyes immediately locked with Dante and a weight of relief filled me. But, also, overwhelming sadness. They weren’t aware of Xavius yet. Uncontrolled sobs assaulted me and suddenly I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Dante cursed yet again, sinking down beside me and pulling me into his arms, holding me. There was a muffled sound then a thud. “He’s dead.” It was