Lionel

River was laying on the ground, blood pouring out of his wounds. He looked at Lionel with a mix of sadness and understanding. He tried to speak, but only a gurgle escaped his lips.

Lionel's heart skipped a beat as he saw River fall, his mind racing with a mix of shock and disbelief. His hands trembled as he lowered his sword, the weight of the realization hitting him like a tidal wave. He couldn't tear his eyes away from you, lying motionless on the ground. His breath caught in his throat as he took a step forward, then another, his body moving on its own.

River falls to the ground, his eyes still open. He's breathing but struggling, a large gash on his stomach. His gaze locks onto Lionel.