“No, no no no, NO!” The StormChaser screamed as she ran up to the fallen form of FrostByte.
Her friend, her enemy, her lifeline. Her fallen figure upon the floor, blood pooled around her at an alarming rate. FrostByte couldn’t speak, her voice box broken.
“Please, no…” the StormChaser cried, in her arms was the dying FrostByte. This was something straight up out of a nightmare.
The StormChaser ...