The Girl on the Bloodstained Bed
There, on a bloodstained bed, lay a blonde-haired girl, her face pale and her breaths shallow. Her unconscious form was a stark contrast to the crimson liquid that seeped from a wound on her plump chest, soaking her clothing and dyeing the sheets beneath her.
The metallic scent of blood filled the room, causing Rio to scrunch his nose. He couldn't tear his gaze away from the horrifying scene before him, as the sight of the girl's life draining away tugged at his very core.
With haste in his steps, Rio moved toward Helia, his heart beating faster. But before he could reach Helia, Eve appeared next to the bed, her eyes filled with urgency.
Rio's gaze shifted to Eve, silently demanding an explanation.
The elven beauty hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickering to the barely conscious girl on the bed, "I also just became aware of the situation as well."