Eve
I watched on, trying to stay grounded, but visions played before my eyes with each new horror that I witnessed. Each was sharp and too fast to make sense of what it meant.
Until suddenly, the bullets began to work.
It finally affected it.
I blinked, stunned. What had changed?
"The bullets did," Rhea muttered in my head.
I took a closer look and noticed the change in the shape from the previous rounds. They had been using platinum bullets before, knowing it was useless to a Lycan, but now they were using silver.
The realization sank in, heavy as lead.
They had drawn out the massacre.
They had let people die on purpose.
Before I could even fully stomach what they had done, Rhea spoke.
"It is to send a message."
"To instill fear in the civilians," I added.
"Exactly," Rhea affirmed. "They are trying to suppress them to their will."
"Silverpine is in danger." The lead in my stomach grew heavier. "The civilians are in danger."
