Anchor and Support

As the heavy wooden door creaked open, the crowd of expectant onlookers held their breath in anticipation. They knew what was going on in there was out of their purview because it was a private matter. But at the end of the day, they also knew that Gwen's reaction to the news might exceed their expectations.

So they stood there, expecting the unexpected, and when the doors opened, they couldn't help but widen their eyes... The sight that greeted them was not the triumphant heroes they had imagined, but rather a shocking spectacle that left them flabbergasted. 

Emerging from the shadows of the doorway were two individuals who looked like they had just emerged from a gruesome battle. Their clothes, once pristine and meticulously arranged, were now torn and stained with crimson. The crimson juice was dripping down and with it came a waft of fragrance that made a few people sneer in disgust.