All was quiet.  The only thing he could hear was his own breathing.  His eyes scanned the bloodied bodies on the ground.  He stood in silence for a few moments before he slowly sheathed his sword and turned to walk away.After several steps, he froze.  The faint sound of a voice groaning in pain had him turning back.  He headed in the direction where the sound was coming from.  He came to a stop beside the bloodied figure on the ground.He stood contemplating for a moment.He let out a frustrated sigh.  "It would have been better if you had died with the rest of them."  Foreword Warnings: BLOOD.  VIOLENCE.  NO SMUT.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Authors note:In case you havent figured it out yet, Woohyun will forever be an uke in my world.Now, whos ready for some Woogyu?