The sound of a dead body hitting the ground is deafening. Especially when it announces the end of your reign.
For the few seconds of silence that surrounds us as Ivan's body falls to the floor, I imagine the way kings felt when they saw their empires fall.
In the silence, I only get a few seconds to mourn the death of my rule over the North Shore of Silver Falls.
Three.
Two.
One.
The crowd wakes up. Screams reach me. The north side of the warehouse cheers loudly enough to burst my eardrums, making my ears ring. I'm aware I don't have long before they breach to our side, starting their purge for the night.
I need to move. I need to get to a safe place far from this warehouse. Because while some members of NSC have personal vendettas against my people, most of them only have one clear face in mind.
Mine.
