Meanwhile, in another ward of the school clinic, Ran leaned against the headboard of his bed. His mind drifted elsewhere, hissing as he shut his eyes.
Shouts and screams echoed in his memory, bringing back the blood and fear he had felt in that building. Above all, the image that haunted him most was the sinister laugh of the bubbly Blitz, who had almost killed him.
Had it not been for Gallos and Zira, things would've… been worse.
Although Ran had no idea if this wasn't already worse. He ran his hand down his face, tilting his head back, lost in thought.
"Blitz," he whispered, then remembered the other one. "Boom."
His brows shot up as worry centered on the other twin. Concern gnawed at him as he swung his legs out of bed. His muscles ached with soreness, but he ignored it. Once he managed to stand, Ran dragged himself toward Boom's room.
He was fortunate not to have the same injury as others. So, he could still walk and wander off, unlike others.
