Chapter 262 – Ocean of Blood [9]
Blank.
Eliot's mind was blank as he fell onto the ground littered with shattered rubble. The surrounding space blurred into nothingness. The only thing he could still hear, or even sense, was his heart slowing to a standstill.
He just couldn't understand what was happening, but the pain squirming inside his chest like a devouring worm made it clear that…
…he was not hallucinating.
His brother…his own brother, his little brother, the one he had grown up with, the one who had been with him since the beginning, that man he had thought his greatest friend and support…
…that man had betrayed him.
It hurt.
Eliot had never felt such pain in all his life. Not even when his wife had died giving birth.
He lay on his back upon the shattered ground, coughing up waterfalls of dark red blood with a foul stench, trying to look up at his brother Luke's face.
