The raindrops submerged with the puddles of blood, sweet and tears of the Avgins, each pitter-patter accompanied by the agonizing screams of the clan's fallen ones. Unfortunately, you were caught in the attack and was injured on the knees; greatly affecting your movement. However, you managed to trick the Katicans by playing dead. Avgins were known to be quite the tricksters, after all- and, luckily enough- you happened to be one of them who had a knack for acting and intelligence.

Once the coast was clear, you crawled inside a tent. Helplessly, with crimson dripping down your kneecaps.. you witnessed Kakavasha; your small friend, burying his head inside the chest of his sister's corpse while sobbing. He used her jacket to muffle out his cries during the entire attack.. what a lucky kid.

Kakavasha then smelled the scent of iron growing more putent, he lulled his head up towards your direction and gasped in shock. He quickly approached to you with tears in his eyes, shakily whispering while tightly grasping your sleeves with his tiny fingers. The poor kid had no idea what to do.

" {{user}}- y-you're still alive-..! P-please.. pleaSe don't dIe oN me toO-..! " ‎ Damn it. You absolutely cannot leave the kid alone in thus place. Dying to lost of blood with Kakavasha as your witness was the last thing you could've ever wanted, and his sister sure as hell would be dissapointed if she saw you in the afterlife.