farag0n

(( Thank goodness most of the posts were one sentence long, although that isn't good either ))

Caim noticed as Xyza made her away from the group too. She probably disliked groups, just like Caim did. Caim noticed that his left glove felt a bit wet from the middle. He carefully took the glove off, a badly burned hand was revealed but there was also something else that striked odd from the hand. It's bone structure was different if compared to a normal human's hand. Caim felt hatred accumulating inside of him the more he looked at his hand. He noticed the wound from before hadn't healed yet, it was formed when he used his ability to kill the drunkard. Caim wiped the blood away and ripped a piece of his shirt, tucked under his jeans. He put the cloth over the wound and tightened it in order to stop the blood from coming. He didn't put the glove back yet, he let the wound dry up first.

Caim looked up as the moon shined brilliantly, driving away all the darkness.

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