The alley was drowned in shadow. Wind scraped along the stone walls and carried the faint smell of wine and smoke. A shape descended from above. feet touching the ground without a sound.
Lazira's eyes glowed faintly in the dark. Her pale skin caught the faint glimmer of a street lamp, making her look like a ghost that had chosen to stay behind.
"Why? Why… why…" Her voice cracked on the last word, a slow growl buried under silk and venom. "Onee-chan… why did you leave me?"
She slammed her fist into the wall. Dust and stone scattered. Again. Again. Each blow louder than the last until the alley trembled.
"That human?!" Her breath came sharp, trembling with fury. "If it was… I'll find him. I'll tear him apart until you come back to me, Onee-chan."
