Carnage

Northern landed gracefully, his steps silent as he casually approached the girl.

Yet, despite his composed movements, the look on his face was grim. Serious.

Roma, noticing the change in his expression, frowned as he got closer.

"What happened? You look like you've lost hope in the world."

Northern lingered for a moment before responding.

"Actually, that might have been a better choice." His voice was quiet, yet heavy. "Rather, it seems the world, has already decided to abandon us."

A rigid seriousness crossed his face. Roma's frown deepened.

"What do you mean exactly? Speak clearly."

Northern let out an exasperated sigh, his gaze dimming with something somber.

"I think it's better if I show you."

He extended his hand toward her.