Dee then grabbed the third one by the hair.. repeated.. thuds.. we're heard, every single one of them being worse than the last, the wet sound of bone or.. flesh being torn was Sickening, by the time Dee had thrown aside the person, his face was.. practically gone.. the wall splattered with blood.. But after the rage subsided, pleased with the death of one.. he quickly rushed to Virgil, now worried out of his mind as he lifted him up with his arms, his hand pressing down on the wound for obvious reasons.
"V-Virgil~ A-Are you okay, I-I'm so so sorry, i should've s-stayed with you..!"