318 Star Fragment

Everyone looked at Apollo's headless corpse with a mix of shock and disbelief.

Leon's eyes trembled. 'Y-you fool...'

Ambrose breathed heavily and looked away with a pained gaze.

'I wish to be able to return home, though I fear it might never be possible.' Apollo's voice echoed inside his mind.

"..." Henri grabbed his throat, tears falling from his face. He wanted to scream, but nothing came out except muffled sounds. He felt like he was suffocating, unable to express his emotions.

"Shit..." Loki covered his face with a painful look. Apollo was always the big brother figure, and they always relied on him.

Now he was dead, and the chance of defeating Mars seemed like a distant dream.

Loki felt a sense of hopelessness wash over him.

"I-I should've..." Damian hyperventilated. "I should've used the vampire light to move him out of the way... I-I should've..."