DEVOTION - THE WEEPING MONK [PART 2 COMING IN AUGUST 2023]

"Hello, again." A raspy voice called out to her. The weeping monk stood in front of her, observing her. She looked around seeing fights occur, Arthur and Gawain were busy fighting and had no time to spare to save her. "You don't want to fight me." Her bright blue eyes sting against his dark blue eyes, memorized at each other. They couldn't keep their eyes off each other. Slowly, she backed away only for him to keep walking towards her. "You don't want to fight me but, I can't let you walk away." Screams of agony could be heard around her. Doesn't he know that he is a part of this mess? He is killing children. "How is this sane? Your red brother's killing children, you stand by their side. It makes you guilty." Gwen continued. "You watch them with your weeping eyes. At the end you don't do anything!" Immediately, she pushed him, frustrated. She kept pushing him away, pulling all her anger at him. It looked like it wasn't doing any damage on him. "Fight back. Fight back." She demanded in tears. She stood in the distance as the air began to violently blow.

Dust appeared, she shivered widening her eyes. She turned to see him, confused on where this dust storm is coming. Slowly, she began gasping for air, gulping in fear. She tried to see her surroundings but she didn't see anything. Debris rained down. Dust clouded the air and shadowy figures surrounded Gwen swaying and falling and getting back again.

Loud voice eco in her mind. The sounds were awful, deafening. The ground shook violently, immediately dust overcrowded the both of them in different views.  Loud voices can be heard, she turned around trying to see where the loud screams came from, she couldn't see anything. Suddenly, a man runs up to her screaming, only for her to fall back on the ground. She watched in horror what was unfolding in front of her. The weeping monk stabbing his sword into the red paladin stomach. Even, he looked in disbelief staring at what he did. Gwen stared widely at him, curiously. The weeping monk jerked Gwen up to her feet.

Gwen gulps, in fear. She accepted his kind offer, taking his hand whom he was offering. A splintering, shattering noise split can be heard. As she took his hand he pulled her up closely looking around his surroundings. Honestly, she was scared to be there alone with the weeping monk.

"Gwen!" Gawain screamed in an unearthly sound that somehow rose about anything. She heard his voice, turned once more to look at the weeping monk but touched her face noticing blood. She could see the red paladin blood on her face. She quickly let go of the weeping monk hand staring wide-eyed at him. It looked like he didn't mind if she went, she didn't get it.  Something is wrong. He won't let her go this easy. Slowly she backed away leaving him in sorrow and guilt. Blood streaked her face and looked sorrowful and midst of coldness.