"No…"
Killian muttered under his breath, his eyes shaking in disbelief.
On his arm was a hand, grasping him tightly.
However, that was it.
Beyond the forearm, there was nothing, the limb having long been severed from its body.
"No…"
Killian's heart threatened to leap out of his chest due to the countless emotions swirling within him at this moment.
Everything happened in an instant.
From the countless tentacles attacking him to three people sacrificing themselves to save him.
His body was riddled with numerous gaping injuries, yet he forced himself to stand up, the hand grasping him falling in the process as though it had lost all its remaining strength.
Killian's piercing-blue eyes wandered all over the area as he saw two corpses that had been mutilated beyond recognition.
