|| Ian/Dean ||

Great anger erupt within at the sight of My Phoebe laying on the looking so lifeless.

Every p@rts of her b©dy wra-pped in boundages. My eyes zeroed on her leg, my frown de-epens even more when I saw how big and de-ep they sliced her skin.

Her face Is almost unrecognizable, small cuts cover every inch and her bruisedl-ips are pale.

I fist my hands and my breath quic-kens a hundred times, my heartbreaks for her as I close my eyes and imagine how she must have suffered and how she is going throu-gh.

I’m gonna make them pay!! They will regret ever messing with a General’s...