An awful silence stretched between them as Ling lay before Raiden, his chest torn open, blood seeping from his mouth and nose as tears flowed freely down his cheeks.
Raiden dropped to his knees, staring at the ground in disbelief as his body went cold. His mind felt hollow, unable to form coherent thoughts, every heartbeat bringing waves of crushing pain he had no idea how to bear.
"I… I knew it was you, Jack," Ling muttered as he choked on the crimson, while his trembling hand found Raiden's cheek.
Raiden couldn't even look in his direction. This… this was his twin brother, Jobe, the very person he had lived his entire life trying to avenge. And now, he was dying by Raiden's very hands.
"When I came here twelve years ago… I did everything I could to get back to you." Ling's tears began uncontrollably as his voice cracked. "I never knew… that you also died and ended up here."
