Rika's breathing is heavy, labored.
But not only from exhaustion.
Hakuto lies beneath her, almost unconscious.
His strength is fading.
Blood flows from the back of his head, blurring his vision.
Every sound reaches him muffled, distant.
Not far away, Yuzu lies still.
She's awake, but she can't move anymore.
Chantal is even farther, next to Ana, who lies unconscious.
Frank is on his knees.
He's lost his right arm.
With his left hand, he tries to stop the bleeding.
He growls. He snarls — his face twisted with pain and rage.
Rika drags herself forward using her elbows.
She crawls over Hakuto's body until her wet, throbbing private parts press against his.
«H-Hakuto… answer me, Hakuto…» she whispers.
She caresses his cheeks.
Hakuto forces his eyes open.
He feels something drip onto his face – it's Rika's tears.
«S-Sorry…» Hakuto murmurs — his voice is faint. «…sorry for not protecting you…»
He coughs. More blood comes from his mouth.
