Book 6: End of a Fight

Tatiana

I wait for death when I hear the bang.

What is it supposed to feel like?

Should I see my whole life pass before my eyes? Is a light supposed to appear at the end of a dark tunnel or something of that sort? Should I be feeling any kind of pain or is it supposed to be smooth and peaceful?

Whatever it is, none of it happens.

I can still feel my body, and my senses are sharpened, as if I’m simply closing my eyes to sleep but adrenaline is keeping me from relaxing.

What is going on?

Cautiously, I force my eyes open again. I’m still alive. And apparently, I wasn’t the one who got shot.

It was Oleg.

He has stumbled backward, and his eyes are on his chest where a huge blood stain is covering his shirt.

My brain is struggling to understand what happened, but I push these intrusive thoughts aside. He was hit, but he is not dead yet. And considering this is the devil incarnate, I doubt he will go down with a s