Chapter Seventy Seven: Worried Thoughts...

They all stared at her in shock.

"What do you mean you left her for dead?" Sheryl asked. "You killed her?"

"I don't know!" Gwen exclaimed, her earlier fear rising in her. "I truly don't know. Once I saw that she was bleeding, it was like another thing took over me. I reveled in her suffering, and wanted her to bleed more."

"Oh no," Marc said, and Hesper shook his head sadly.

"What is that expression?" Sheryl asked, looking at him. "Is there something we don't know?"

"We forgot about this," Marc said, slapping his head. "Since our powers deal with the night and the blood, the people of the Zruch realm can be extremely bloodthirsty, and this is heightened when fighting."

"Gwen was simply overcome by her powers that's all," Hesper said calmly. "It's not a big deal."

"It's not a big deal?" Gwen exclaimed, fighting the urge to drag her bloodied hands through her hair. "I just killed someone!"

"Or might have." Hesper said. "Besides, it was either you or her. Imagine if she has brought you to