Skye’s POVGab kept us posted on the situation within the mansion when he and Loid got in through the gates. Gabriel said he was a bit skeptical of the situation when he noticed that instead of Josh, the head of the security team in this location, his assistant came to receive him in the yard. Benny explained to me that no matter what, as a team leader, no one is to do such things. Unless extreme necessity. Otherwise, this would mean that there had been a matter beyond control in this place, and the man in charge could be either of two things. Injured or dead. But this drill is not known to the lower ranks. And so, Cody did not expect to be suspected of anything. But when Cody mentioned that they brought the dead bodies to the basement, it sent a clear warning. “What’s in the basement?” I asked the guys with me.“Most of Boss Marco’s valued things are stored in there,” Benny answered.“In the basement?” I asked in disbelief. With the size of the house, why would Marco want to hide

“That may be the case, but I don’t think I care!” If my thoughts became words and slipped out of my lips, I do not know if anyone had a grasp of them in their ears as the muffled sound of my pistol toppled them over. The rage I was feeling at the moment blinded my rationality. Marco was poisoned, and the results of the lab tests were somewhat tedious, dragging my patience along to insanity. But aside from that, I could recall how all my loved ones died before my eyes! I can no longer stay calm or passive like I used to be. I don't think such attitudes and behavior toward life have brought me anything good. “Skye!” I heard a familiar voice call my name with an evident hint of distress. I did not move. I could not move. My eyes could not move away from staring at the dead man who had his face down to the ground. I could sense someone was moving closer to me from behind, but I remained glaring with my jaw clenched as I sneered at the bleeding Frank not far from where I was standing

But I arrived at her side too late to stop her from what I thought she was about to do. Skye shot the man, who looked like he was on his knees before the lady, right in the head! I could see she was in unexplainable emotions, but the most potent was something far from what I initially thought it would have been. Because instead of fear, and I meant to say, her fear of blood, I saw a different conscious mental reaction. What I saw was intense anger. If I would be honest, I admit to say I was also taken aback when I saw her face sporting rage and fury. I have not seen her get mad and I expect she may have her scary side despite her enchanting beauty, but I did not expect her to look as scary as I was seeing her right now. Her face was clearly conveying the warning that seemed to say,

Marco’s POV“What do I do?” I asked the lady next to me when I saw Skye pull the trigger and shoot the man in front of her without any hint of remorse on her face. I feared for Skye from the deepest pit of my heart. She was hemaphobic! But aside from that, the words this lady next to me said about Skye being haunted by her impulsive decisions and actions due to her intense emotions at the moment rings aloud in my anxious mind. “There is nothing we can do about the things she has already done. But it doesn’t mean we will just watch her drown in the momentary lapse of her sanity to do what is right. She is not killing innocent people, so we can only hope that her actions would help create a better world,” the lady with me answered with great sorrow in her tone- I still could not see her face. “Please tell me there is anything I can do for her,” I pleaded. I would do anything; everything! Just to help Skye, she is not supposed to trigger any evil nature in her or she might quickly

I could not avoid looking at the masculine figure in front of me to check if he was as kind as how he appeared to be. Judging by his looks, I was quite intimidated, but his smiles were looking so genuine in my sight and understanding. In the end, I was convinced he was as good natured as he seemed to be, after all, Israfel was an angel. A warrior of goodness. Yeah, right!? I was in the abyss of the creatures of light. There must have been no place for evil in here. Unlike in the world of humans, I would have to be cautious in everything I do, or to anyone around me. I must be cautious about whom to give my trust and loyalty, but in here, I felt ashamed that my character in the flesh would still manifest. “What is bothering you?” Cassiel asked as we walked to a direction Israfel was guiding us to go. I could not tell if she could read my thoughts and was just being polite to ask, but I decided to be honest with everything I was feeling and every thought that pops into my mind, to kee