Chapter 209: Visiting His Past-3
Samantha’s hands flew to her mouth at the incriminating sight she was forced to witness; the blood, the dagger, his unheard cries, and the little piece of the Orb that had been heartlessly shoved into his chest by his evil brothers. They let go of him the minute they were satisfied with their assault, and when Ivan tried to rise up regardless of his critical condition, his limbs gave way, whilst he dropped to the floor as his blood continued to pool around him, unconscious, unmoving.
It looked as if he was... DEAD!
"NO..!" Samantha whispered with terror, her heart squeezed in pain, and her eyes filled to the brim with tears as she gazed at Ivan’s ill-fate. She was about to approach his body when the doors burst open at the last minute, and the people who walked in were Tobias and Alistair. She could recognize them, and as expected, there were sparks of blazing fury reflecting in their orbs when their gaze landed on the body of Ivan. From the way they came in, it felt as though they had suspected something would happen here.
"The hell did you–! What did you do to him?!" Alistair angrily shoved Eamon who stumbled back twice, keeping him away from Ivan’s body as the two brothers came to stand with Eamon.
"You have no proof of it, I did nothing." Was Eamon’s curt response, as if he was oblivious to the fact that there was a soul bleeding in front of him. "He hurt himself, and I found him like this, what should I have done?" He questioned back, looking slightly irritated by Alistair’s accusing glare.
"His heart is dropping." There was a surge of urgency in Tobias’s voice, breaking the argument between the two of them as he checked Ivan’s pulse, "his heart rate, it’s dropping... and it’s dropping fast! Alistair, come here, now’s not the time to throw fits with them, it’s not worth it."
Alistair, who was ready to wipe away the condescending smirk on Eamon’s face, was forced to retreat since there was a human that needed saving. He moved to Ivan’s body and lifted him up on his shoulder, taking him out of the Orb room.
Tobias casted the three of them a look of pure disappointment before following his brother out.
"What... What happened to my son?" Ivan’s Mother, who had been informed about the news had bursted into his chamber, her pale face portraying her worry when her eyes moved to Ivan who was unconscious on the bed, and the physician was carefully wrapping his chest with a bandage. She glanced at Tobias and Alistair who were smeared with blood, and her questioning eyes made them speak.