Aren stood there, looking at the angel as it spoke. He was still paused, not the type of pause that you face when you are shocked, no, it was the type you face when the reality that you knew completely shattered right before your very own eyes.
The angel, seeing that Aren wasn't moving, figured that Aren was probably scared and couldn't move, so he decided to approach.
"Are you scared, human?" the angel asked. "Don't be, after I'm done, nothing will matter anymore." The angel said, and then stretched his hand, pointing a finger right at Aren.
Aren stood there, still frozen even when the finger was about to go off.
'I caused this,' Aren said in his head, it was the loudest that his inner voice had ever sounded. He looked up slowly, eyes pinned right on the angel. 'If I hadn't sent them here, they wouldn't have gotten hurt.'
BANG!
