The screams of anguish covered everything.
And the cries of regret and sorrow ended it with every note.
Everywhere you go in the city of Zimmer, you would hear a cry.
And everywhere you go in the city of Zimmer, your feet would be drenched by the red.
There was blood everywhere.
And one would think they came from the people who were really tied up on stakes, the people who were screaming in anguish and crying for forgiveness, displayed right at the very center of the city for everyone to see—thousands of them.
But no, the blood didn't come from them, have already stopped bleeding an hour ago.
The blood was coming from above, dripping profusely, endlessly.
The blood that was flowing from Riley Ross.
He had only been there for three hours, floating above their city, and yet the streets of Zimmer had already become a pool of his blood.
All of the citizens of the humble city could see it.
He was crying.
