"Alexei." Gerald took a step back in shock.
"Alexei?" Carlos called, and also took a step back.
"It's almost as if you've seen a ghost," he scoffed, as he walked through the door, and came to a stop in front of Ares' badly beaten body.
Ares struggled to keep his eyes open, because his vision was entirely blurry.
"Fool," Alexei said, shaking his head.
"You shouldn't have come back." Gerald shot, but already expecting it, Alexei ducked.
He turned swiftly, and released the dagger which traveled straight to Gerald's heart.
Fear gripped Carlos' eyes, when he turned to him next.
"Go tell your boys everything is fine here," he ordered him.
Carlos took one glance at Gerald's lifeless body on the floor, and broke into a run.
"Pussy," he muttered, returning his attention back to Ares.
"Fool," he repeated, and bent to the ground.
He began to lift Ares' near unconscious body up.
When he fully succeeded, he placed his weight on his own body, and began to walk out of the mansion.
