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BLAIR’S POV

We walked into Sebastine with a gun in his hand, just about to fire a bullet into his head.

Brian flew for him and I could only stand there in tears, since I had Regal in my hands and couldn't quite get involved in any rigorous fights.

Sebastine was hell bent on ending his life, as he began a struggle with Brian for the weapon.

“Let it go, Brian!” He yelled, “you both, get out of here!”

“Let me be!” He and Brian continued the war for the weapon.

“Sebastine, no, please, I beg you.” Ever single word I uttered was choking in tears.

“It doesn't have to end this way, please,” I continued.

“What other ways does it need to end, Blair?” He probed, “huh?”

Luckily, Brian was stronger than Sebastine, sho had spent quite a number of days, without food, but this did not in any way deter the struggle.

I took a few steps closer, towards them, trying to beg Sebastine to let go already.

“Argh!” I groaned in pain, as a bullet flew out of the gun and right for m the region between