Her Vengeful Rebirth

Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 380 What If They Really Dic

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, it 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.

In the darkness, Kallum’s mind began to fill with ominous thoughts, causing his heart to

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her. She moved extremely carefully, bit by bit. When her back finally touched the cliff face, she let out a long sigh of

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

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,

in an hour, several hours, or just a few minutes. When time became an exceedingly rare commodity, and death was

think about?

on the past. All she could do was to ensure she remained still, not giving up and not struggling, just to prolong her existence as much

couldn’t afford to wallow in sorrow. All che could do was renestellu remind herself

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up, she

gone,

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

reality dealt her another heavy blow. The phone

as the owner of the phone had set it to automatically tune into

of hesitation, Calista very carefully typed out a message in the channel. Then, holding her breath in anticipation, she watched to

Nexus Trade Building, the popular male host was conducting the evening program–Moonlit

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

he started the show. Meanwhile,

his attention was suddenly caught by a comment that flashed

Zeke’s melodious voice echoed from the phone, Calista stopped