Min fluttered her wings and flew at him, going for his eyes with her nails. “No, Min, don’t!” I screamed. The killer turned and shoved his long blade straight through her stomach with frightening ease. My knees buckled and bile rose up my throat as he jerked his blade free, and my dearest friend crumpled to the floor. I didn’t make a sound as she stared up, mouth agape with shock, the light in her eyes fading.
