Astra watched the cloud of dust with a frown on her face.
'You just let the kid die,' the voices in her head condemned, 'he was our only chance to finding out what we are.'
She said nothing in reply as her eyes were still completely focused on the dissipating dust cloud.
Her thoughts were simple, maybe if the kid was in enough danger, he could awaken whatever he had previously during the test, but he didn't.
She was as much responsible for his death as the red haired kid was.
Devon watched the platform with widened eyes, still completely restrained, "I—" he wanted to say something but couldn't.
After all, one of the only two friends he had managed to make had just been killed right in front of him.
Devon just buried his forehead to the ground, refusing to look at the aftermath as the dust cleared up.
Ayla, on the other hand, had no change in her expression, there was still curiosity in her eyes as the dust finally cleared up.
