Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 241 Walking Into a Trap "Arghhh!"

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Just as things were about to take a deadly turn, a savage let out a fierce shout. They began to fight back. against the pirates, launching a fierce assault.

The next moment, one of the pirates cursed as he dodged the ambush from the savages.

This sudden reversal gave Seraphina and Kaveh a moment to catch their breath.

"Don't kill anyone! A large group of savages is coming-if we provoke them, we'll all be dead. We need to retreat now!"

One of the pirates shouted.

The situation had reversed quickly. The savages were more united than expected and quickly rallied together. Those who had scattered earlier now armed themselves with makeshift weapons, viciously swinging branches at the intruders. Reluctantly, the pirates retreated. When they ran out of bullets and were captured, they knew they were trapped.

They fled quickly, injuring a few savages along the way. In a chaotic pursuit, the rest of the tribe chased after them.

Seraphina and Kaveh exchanged a glance. Their complexions were pale, but they managed a smile of relief, having narrowly escaped death.

Despite the temporary safety, Kaveh remained vigilant, carefully scanning the surroundings for any remaining savages.

"Let's take a different path. We don't want to run into them again."

Seraphina, trusting his expertise, nodded in agreement.

As they left, roaring engines filled the air.

was unmistakable-and there

Black

looked up and

relief, almost bursting

save me! They finally found me She exclaimed, her voice

she thought she might actually die

her spirit-seemed to lift as the

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if they were her lifeline and

than she ever had, the adrenaline

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glancing over his shoulder to check on her as

together, right? You're

him and beamed, despite

"Of course not!"

we're back, no matter what happens,

count on me to live comfortably for the rest of your

joked. She thought he might be worried

was one more person to take care of?

ran like their lives

The torn and filthy

soft, pale hands were now covered in cuts, and the blood

didn't care, and she never let a cry of pain escape her