Killian made a move to get up.
Instantly, those wide gray eyes locked onto him, filled with a raw, trembling panic he had never seen in her before.
"Love," he smiled, his voice soothing, as he brushed his thumb over her tear-streaked cheek. "Let the doctor look at your injury, yeah? I am not going anywhere, just checking on Andrei."
Slowly, Severine nodded, her small frame still shivering.
Only when he was certain she was safely in the hands of the medical team did he stand.
The moment his back turned to her, the warmth vanished from his features.
The doctors quickly swarmed Severine, intentionally forming a human wall to block her view of the impending horror.
Step by step, Killian walked toward the paralyzed Damien.
The temperature around the peak plummeted further.
Killian's face was cold, his red eyes bleeding into a suffocating crimson.
He didn't look at Damien as a human. To Killian, the creature before him was merely flesh waiting to be dismantled.
