63 Military pink (2/2)

He hurriedly tried to break her free from the shackles.

It seemed to have glued to her wrists due to the clotted blood.

But he managed to open them somehow.

As soon as they were undone, Seb immediately collapsed!

She was weak to the level where she couldn't even stand.

Her breathing rate increased and her cheeks were flushed.

Iven's arms looped around her waist right on time.

He wrapped them around her arms protectively when he felt an odd warmth.

She was burning up with a fever.

she still opened her bloodshot eyes to look at Iven.

she opened her mouth to speak but Iven shut her up instantly.

”Don't talk. Hang on for a little longer”, he said.

”I...am sleepy....” Seb uttered as she slowly closed her eyes. A smile spread on her lips. She was glad.

”Yeah, rest. Take a nap and let me take care”, Iven said as he cradled her in his arms carefully.

He was especially gentle with her leg.

It was black!

He let her arms loose and fall so that it doesn't bother her.

Seb had already fallen senseless.

Iven clung and let her head lean on to his chest. Her face was messes, but looked peaceful this time. She had relaxed herself carefree in his arms.

She held it for long.

Knowing that she was not hearing or watching, finally Iven said it all out.

He couldn't have said it face to face.

He has no courage to do that.

”I'm so sorry Belle, so sorry! It's all because of me you're here. All mine fault...” he croaked.

He rubbed his cheeks with her gently.

Another stroke of tear made her cheek wet.

He started walking from the perilous hell of a cell.

Seb was out cold, her mouth open for more breath and her face little off due to pain probably.

The factory resembled a bloody massacred warfield.

Toatlly blood coated.

Broken body entrails and dead bodies lay everywhere around.

It was an end to Iason's clan.

Iven's brothers were still fuming with blood drenched clothes.

When Iven came out of the dungeon area, they were collecting around scattered bodies and looking for escaped ones.

Seeing him, they left their hands and gathered around him.

He was carrying Seb which grabbed their attention.

All their eyes were on her, gasping and shocked!

Their faces reflected sorrow and regrets for their inability to protect her.

Iven stood with his eyes down.

Yuka eyes turned red as he fought hard to hold back himself.

Hamish and Jose bit their lips even their face was washed off from the continuous flow from their eyes.

It was silent performance.

No one hid it.

Even Mak, the toughest of all, turned back and wiped his eyes. He inhaled hard to stop himself.

The only person who had dared to look inside their real self, the one who meant like a sister to them, whom they pledged to protect and laid broken and bruised out of her senses.

Seb, who fought bravely beside them against their enemy and protected them, enjoyed with them time to time....was led down on her expectations.

She taught them what really life was.

And again, she protected them all.

Whereas they were completely helpless when it came to her.

It's obvious that her disappearance ignited everyone's affections.

”It's okay Mak”,Iven sighed and sadly smiled,”No need to hide, we all feel the same”.

Mak turned with his tear stained face and moist eyes. He forced to reject his expressions,”Is she.....”.

”....just passed out due to exhaustion and blood loss”, assured Iven,”But the torture was merciless. she has suffered a lot!”.

Inhuman it was indeed.

Saying he looked at her serene and pale face again.

Then he studies his boy's face.

Even though they cause such a mayhem, their expressions went with contrary with it.

Iven encouraged them a bit,”Let's go home guys, she's going to be okay”.

And he received more solemn smiles in return.