Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 410 I Will Not Fall For Your Tricks Again At that moment, the onlookers who had been initially captivated by the unfolding scene recoiled from Calista's imposing presence. Her aura, charged with a formidable energy, discouraged them from coming any closer.

It's probably for the best. We should keep our distance from her. She seems dangerous.

Unbeknownst to Calista, blood had been trailing behind her. She believed she had secured the bandage tightly enough, but in truth, it was poorly applied and ineffective.

Meanwhile, Kurt, resembling a wolf on the prowl, had picked up the scent of her blood and was trailing her relentlessly.

His reputation for surviving the most dire of situations was not unfounded. Having clawed his way out, Kurt had arrived at this location, propelled by a fearless and relentless determination. This pursuit continued despite Quintus and his men hot on his heels.

Anyone who laid eyes on Kurt, his appearance marred by blood, screamed in terror, quickly retreating to safety.

Kurt's underestimation of Calista and Horatio had led to a significant defeat earlier, fueling a ferocious rage within him. Now, unleashed and more beast than man, he was resolute in his mission to capture Calista and brutally torment her in front of Kallum.

After Kurt escaped Quintus and his squad, Calista sensed a disturbing presence and glanced back. Though her vision was blurred, the tangible aura of bloodlust and malice that Kurt exuded filled the air, sending a wave of dread through her.

What do I do if Kurt catches up to me?

Calista let out a chilling chuckle, her eyes swirling with dark, chaotic energy. Her lips, slightly curved, hinted at a deep-seated malevolence.

She recalled the four who had once pursued her relentlessly back in Lostaria, now reduced to nothing but bones and dust.

Her resolve was clear-anyone who dared touch her would meet a grim fate. I'll annihilate them all!

In the dimly lit alley, Kurt's nose twitched as he distinguished the sickly sweet scent of fresh blood from the stale, rusty smell that clung to his own wounded body. It was the scent of prey.

were searching for

bluestone echoed in the alley. Despite being soaked and wounded, Kurt's makeshift bandages held up, and he maintained the alertness

a dead end surprised him. Subconsciously, he attributed this to what Calista's foolishness. However, after witnessing the scene at the fishing yard, he couldn't

Calista had been bleeding all the way here and was likely weakened, Kurt's muscles still tensed,

finally discovered her in a secluded

the wall, her head

her face, obscuring

breathing was audible. His heartbeat accelerated as he

"Stand up!" he commanded.

Calista remained motionless.

"Do you really think I'd fall

did

she had fainted from blood loss. His

a gunshot

embrace had fired at close range. However, due to Kurt's extreme caution, he

acknowledged that Kurt was the most formidable adversary she had faced on

next instant, she was hoisted up, her neck tightly gripped in his hand,

gun in Calista's hand fell to the ground. Kurt's eyes were bloodshot with

Kurt, being wounded by a woman was the ultimate disgrace, and he furiously began to strangle her. Calista could almost hear

against his iron grip, pushing and kicking, but it was futile. In the vice-like clasp of Kurt's muscular arms,

her.