As the gunshots rang out, she flinched and curled up tighter; listening to the deafening silence which followed. Sora was afraid to look up, but as the voices of those humans started up, she tensed. Why were they still alive? Why wasn't it Davor's voice she heard. Slowly she lifted her head enough to look at the scene before her. Zech was on the ground being attended and two bodies lied on the ground. Three more men has apparently arrived, two of them remained by the doorway, but the third was walking straight towards Sora.

Her eyes widened with fear as he got closer and closer before she screeched and darted to the side towards the bed. Grabbing the railing she slid hid behind the bed. Her eyes darted between the man and the bodies, her hand slipped under the pillow as sneakily as possible grabbing the knife and keeping it hidden from view. As she moved towards the other side of the bed, closer to where Davor's body was, Sora kept her eyes darting around, keeping watch of all the men in the room. Sora had tucked the knife into the hem of her clothes and used her wings to help hide the object as she slowly shifted closer and closer.

As she neared, she took her eyes away and stared at his body. Sora's tremblling hand reached out and gently shook him, whimpering softly under her breath as she did so. Eventually, everyone in the room was forgotten as she moved closer, "Wake up... Please wake up." Sora's voice as soft and shaky as tears filled her eyes. He couldn't be dead! He couldn't!