Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 380 What If They Really Die

The wind in the gorge was so fierce, a testament to the extremely narrow gaps between the mountains. Even if Kallum wanted to pick her up by helicopter, it probably couldn't land. And besides, she had nothing with her to contact him. For a moment, Calista felt as if she was backed into a corner.

Had she died when she first fell, perhaps it wouldn't have mattered. But now, she was alive, yet forced to wait for death's slow approach. This ignited a powerful will to survive within her, and she began to resist. Regardless, her immediate concern was figuring out how to get through the night.

Calista shifted slightly, intending to move closer to the cliff face, hoping to find a spot somewhat sheltered from the wind. However, as soon as she moved, the rock beneath her unexpectedly shifted a tiny bit too.

Countless tiny pebbles tumbled down, creating a soft rustling sound. Calista's entire body tensed up, and she didn't dare to breathe. She realized that the rock she was on seemed to be embedded into the mountain, and now, i I had become loose. Kallum doubled his manpower, instructing them to continue their search throughout the mountain. Despite his reluctance, he still led the team to the base of the cliff.

Quintus prayed inwardly, hoping desperately not to stumble upon anything they shouldn't see. Otherwise, they would surely be doomed.

Hundreds of people were searching beneath the cliff. In the darkness, Kallum's mind began to fill with ominous thoughts, causing his heart to sink bit by bit.

No, it can't be. It's impossible! How could Callie just be gone like that? She must still be on the mountain, perhaps hiding in some cave, waiting for me to rescue her. It must be so!

Calista was stiff all over, facing the relentless cold wind that kept hitting her. She moved extremely carefully, bit by bit. When her back finally touched the cliff face, she let out a long sigh of relief, curled up, and hugged herself into a ball.

In the darkness and solitude, teetering on the edge, Calista found herself sitting here, feeling as though she had been abandoned by the entire world. It was as if she was perched on the edge of the universe, or perhaps already in the midst of the apocalypse.

In the wind, tiny pebbles fell from the crevices beneath her, plummeting down the cliffside and echoing faintly. It was as if she was perched on an hourglass, each diminishing stone a ticking countdown. For the first time, Calista despised her acute hearing, which allowed her to hear the sound of her life slipping away so clearly.

a few minutes. When time became an

do was to ensure she remained still, not giving up and not

couldn't afford to wallow in sorrow. All she could do was repeatedly

up, she might

Calista. It was only when she pulled out the phone that her eyes

dealt

the phone still

completely lost its functionality, as the owner of the phone had set it to automatically

typed out a message in the channel. Then, holding her

the screen at the Nexus Trade Building, the popular

in a suit, with an earpiece in place. Through the screen of the Nexus Trade Building, it seemed as if

the most popular evening channel in Horington. It was just that Calista was

captivating the audience with his enchanting voice as he started the show. Meanwhile, the comments section below the screen

himself. Just as he was about to speak, his attention was suddenly caught by

instant Zeke's melodious voice echoed from the phone, Calista stopped breathing. She had successfully sent the

hastily crafted another message. But once again, it was swallowed up in the vast sea of

felt somewhat

send a