Thud!
Mikel's breath was knocked out of his lungs as soon as his back hit the ground. His vision blacked out for a moment. His body was already beaten black and blue, his palms burned and bleeding, his energy depleted. Yet, his fear of his end didn't even cross his mind at the moment.
Those idiots…
They bought him time, but he couldn't even move.
He gasped—a choking breath through clenched teeth—as the little life left in his eyes returned. Mikel stared at the dark sky and the thick clouds moving closer to the moon. The sky didn't have stars, and yet, the moon didn't shine brightly.
The only thing that made it stand out was not because of its beauty, but because it was alone, and despite that, it still shone, albeit dimly. Mikel stared at it as if it mirrored his own isolation.
Useless...
A faint crack under the slow footsteps echoed in his ears, but he didn't try checking. He kept his eyes up, watching as the thick clouds slowly covered the moon.
